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practicing my hold 
on my mother the tree

upon the beach 
where moon is baptized 
all your screams 
are muffled 
by your wind 

this tree
is everything to me

that's what I'm bout to do
Before I hit the bank yea I might count a couple blues
I just seen yo closet why the hell is y'all wearing trues
Just paid 40

Beating myself, something don't feel right
All wrapped up tryna walk that line
Drinkin' and fightin' just to get by
Gritting my teeth cause I'm dead

sense
I need a near-death experience
Heart once bold
Now turned to stone
Perfection my messenger from hell

Wine turns to water
Campfires freeze,

cut you up like coke lines and I fuck with them dope rhymes
And I look back at the old times when I used to get so high that
I won't lie I'll go find

like Ortiz brothers
We keep the margins wide
Dripping when I roll up - they call that a water slide
Oh this a vibe, yeah this a vibe
Jake and JK by my

of these little bitches they be telling me your thing
Yeh Yeh Yeh
Yeh Yeh Yeh
Yeh Yeh Yeh
Yeh Yeh Yeh
I don't drink beer I drink water
That was a lie, I

things are guud I've been through much
I'm the last thing you decided was complete and yet I'm not enough
is there even hope for someone ravaged by

My living, should I stay or just pass it through
With nothing to do
By high school, knew it was a problem
Teacher see my motivation falling
Sorry Mrs,

royalty still
Come hell or high water it don't even matter, you building me up then I'll be your ladder
If this is a dream and I start waking up, I promise

For by grace pshhh
Are you saved through faith
And that not of yourselves
It is the gift of God
They don't want me to talk about it
Let us therefore

long and you're going to make my water break
And you don't want another ugly kid like Junior or Premie Jake
So go ahead, hide in the den and rub one out

adjusting from decisions
If I got locked would you come visit
See my thoughts come by the minute
Learn to maneuver on my pivot
On a tightrope like a gymnast

I get witchu is like a natural high
There ain't no givin' it up or passin' it by; I need ya

Candy love...(Yeah!)
(You know what I'm sayin')
Candy

The advice she found on her pillow
Was like a refreshing wind in the face on a rainy day
Come hell or high water said the wallflower
What would you

It's early in the morning, and I can't get out of bed
Blankets piled high, they cover over my head
There's ice inside the windows, frost inside my

sleep on the border
Wakin up wit a sweat disorder
Now you hear me like "Damn!"
He walkin' that beat like water
How much was that whip man that shit must

Watch with best seats in house
Get high, I can't keep count
Inside of my heart deep down
Emotions still crawl around

I remember that Zoom call
I remember

There's so much to fix it's got me feeling overwhelmed
If you see something say something ok we living in hell
I see the signs I saw the fall before

nobody trippin' 'cause the money already made nigga
Water on me like the glades
Y'all niggas workin' hard just to be slaves
I am not goin' for shit 'cause

Feel my fingers
Web and melt as deadened wings
Sunseeker
Wicker figure filled with heat
Cut the strings
Let me fall
Hell or high water

Crossroad

Hella hair hella high
Sweatpants on still hella fly
Tried to be more God like
Turned out to be one of hell of a guy
Still kicking shit FIFA flow
Still

into that water you'll get ate by sharks
Dont know the nigga Tman he stay on it he'll let it bark
No pity nigga if you diss the guys that switch will

shit?
Do you see me on this click?
I be making lit songs out of slow songs
So lit I be doing my shit
Crossing the border
Swimming in water
Call him