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On all my dirt
But when I changed my life they Sought to rob me of my worth
And got quiet like all my haters
That only follow on Facebook
And judging by

hitting on the side
Chevy red tint blood running down my eyes, cause I'm cutting ties
I'm so mesmerized
Could we ever collide
I'd live on the edge, die

awake in the white lodge

Diane
It's Four Thirty Seven AM
Somebody shot me the red queen
You're all I have listen closely

Won't you tell Audrey
I left

I heard there was a vampire by Enoch Elementary 
Sitting on a fence post singing songs to all the dogs that howl at night 
He says it's not so bad,

will stay untold
Leave the sanity deformed
The terror will live on
the horror's never gone

When the walls are coming closer
They're becoming alive
When

life live by the code
Everybody wants to know

Dimensions and portals emerging out
Where coming were taking were in and out
The demons are coming they're

wet they shining and they flexing like Eglue
Hop out in that tracky then I hop up in that red coupe
She just wanna fuck me and just use me for my big

up, 5 7 5

Rap is a mission, guess I'm goin' dark
Two calls, two dropped like it Noah's ark
Don't assume you running shit cause the world is ours
You're

is Frozen
My Re-tina Red
Since I use to be Poor
Charge a arm and a leg
Want The Gucci and Louie
But even more I Want The Nigga That Sold my Lil Sister

mouth
Start swearing like a sailor from the Dirty South
My arm got scratched by an innocent dog
Still gotta take the little bitch out for a jog
I can't

off the red wine
Know you been burnt by them other niggas
They was wrong, it's ok cuz I'm fuckin wit ya
Look me in my eyes girl I'm Fuckin wit ya
This

your deal
Forget a rep i keep it real
Simple man nomad from the land i copy no man
I'm stuck in this jam and its forced by the man
I was born sick of it

up, 5 7 5

Rap is a mission, guess I'm goin' dark
Two calls, two dropped like it noah's ark
Don't assume you running shit cause the world is ours
You're

will to win
Theres better times they are ahead
We're capitalists we are not red

Believe me in what I say
It's just a MAGA day

Believe me in what I say

Wake up
I know you're home right now
By your phone Baby girl
I need you to pick up
The rose blossoms in the night time
The red bottoms can stay

die
But boys don't cry Pops told me that
We take a shot for every tear that we're holding back
Real niggas rooting me on I got my foot in
Weak niggas

the rim
Eighteen
Told my mama i'm leaving home now
You not important you cant hit my phone now
Fam say im not a baby i'm grown now
Went from red kool aid

at the point but I'm not a State Farmer
Flowing till they 0 like the red jersey on Dame Dolla
I was limited by distraction it's giving this diss traction

All the reds around me 
That would make everything real 
Sometimes I'd have to color in the silence 
By turning up the shades 
Of gray that are felt

a bonafied hustler
Bonafied
The air's a little lighter when you're cruising by the coast
Hold on to me tighter cause there's still a ways to go
Checkmate baby

no photos
Wrist cold gotta icy watch
A bih from Boston let me hit
Like I was playing for the Red Sox
Nigga soft like cotton balls
I be going hard like

For all my boys out there, my fucking day ones
PLASTIC! Nothing comparable to my dogs standing by my side
Fuck em OPS, they're elastic
Shapeshifting

Kill the evil man
Holy fuckin' Jesus!
This isn't what I planned
Crippled in a ditch
Face down in the mud
Choking on the ashes
Blinded by the blood
It's

cruising down King Street
Late one night
When a tiny blue Civic
He passed me by
I thought to myself,
"That's not so nice"
So I put my foot down
And I fried