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dreams

Looking for an excuse
To stay up all night
Please don't let me fall asleep tonight
I'm feeling blue
I'm feeling you
I've got a bit of an attitude

Bought A Tool

Southside

Still Swervin

2019

Nobody not me shit
I've been buying these bitches for three years
Walk in Barney's get at least like three pairs
Sometimes I be up two or three pair
I

deny I have fear
But I fear I've seen the worst
So if a nigga tests me I hope he prepared to take me first, 'cuz I do cherish this
They took my soldier,

Oh I've got a new ambition
To cure you from your old condition
You just need somebody round to
Help you make the right decisions
Call me and I'll be

How do you claim to be ballen but really ain't getting no bucks
You can't catch me by doli I keep me a 40 is tucked
I can't cuff no random shorty

live by
As long as
I'm setting the bar
You can give my
Flowers right now
If you see me in person
I been through some trials
And its reaching its verdict

make moves with,

Some people hate me, I find it amusing, my name in they mouth like a toothpick,

Yeah I still got niggas who’ll pull up and shoot shit,

gets crossed ain't no letting it slide
See I was taught that the world a ghetto and it comes with rules by which we abide
Got it locked, working like

something that I've come to understand (what should I do)
Figure her out before you ask her hand

She got some culo, dolled up like a poodle
Came back

I’ve been focused
Way too much on things that I know it’s not important
Months go by and I don’t even visit
My sisters, nephews and nieces, I’m making

to auras and scents
Tryna bring her back to the crib
To demonstrate what demon time is
You got one life to live
Excuse me lil mama I saw u looking
Say what's

goals near
Still find time when tequila and some hoes near
Never learned expression, I've been fightin' back some strong tears
Think I'm irresponsible,

Couldn't think of any better feelin', no
I hope you trip when I whip out the flow, what?
She got the ice, I can tell, watch when I slip on the snow, oh

knows how to suck a good dick, she's an eater
If you don't got 200 bucks, then don't ask for a feature
I don't got enough weed, so I just mixed it with

excuse for the change of plans
I understand now 
That i gots to admit i lost 
She wanted something great 
cnd i wasn't cut for the job
Fuck was i expecting

ex friends think I'm under death shrouds
Im just overdosing suicide and meth clouds

I'm a cycling degenerate
Got Pockets full of death
A stuntin

to learn
Quite the roadblock, really no time to stop
(I dunno, I'm just spitballing)
(Yeah I dunno, just spitballing)
I think I'm just making up excuses
I

Verse:

First off if you think i shot H in a video then you stupid, see they mad but it’s fuck the excuses, cuz to me this shit bigger than music,

Get it never been a get by "er" 
Dirty clean it put in the dryer 
Name never really on a flyer 
But it's calm I'm still the messiah 
And I got cars

soul by myself don't got no friends
White girl in love with coke Lindsay Lohan
Gave me toppy sucked it sloppy using no hands
I ain't holy but I preach

so clouded up from your emotions
Oh my god I've got no time left to think

And I find myself
Over the edge
And I ask myself
How the hell did I get over

this white round me, I'm getting these hoteps mad (So)
Inda V my flow heavy you would think it was Kotex ad (Chu need)
Moving all kinda weight I've been

Sick & Tired

Nappy Roots

Wooden Leather

2003

gimme some
You different, fuck you
Man I got your first tape
You always gonna be Vito to me
So now get out my face

[Fish Scales]
I know what you

bold ripples
I know you niggas wish you could prevent it
'Cause I get buck like my Kool Aid's got way too much sugar in it
You better run like I