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Roll another
Smoke my face off
Sleep till one or two in my bed 
Cause it's my day off
My brother called me up
He said let's chief to let some weight

of you hate, write me up, cause I'm five minutes late
Look, I work here cause it's convenient that I be off by the weekend
They call me on my days off,

got picked off
It's only a matter of time, five, four, three, tic-toc
Heads up, two O'clock, she got a straight stalker
Icy hands, neck and wrist

bet they owe something 
Leave a stain in the street by my lonesome 
I've been staying up late till like four something 
Getting really hard turning down

New directions
c million questions
Don't worry your head
You got me now
Even with good days ahead,
I won't forget

Neighborhoods and city streets

For one's 
It's fight for freedom
For anothers It's about a shade of gold
Good old days are fuckin gone
That's to me too much at stake, 
I'm twenty four

High key bout to hit a fucking C4
Blunt blowing like whoosh 
Fuck a pre roll 

So got Prodded by Sikks dick 
She said it's delicious 
Diamonds steady

and killed, it hurt me to my soul
See the dice that we roll, it just determine our fate
I strive to give the youth the truth before this shit is too late

clouds
I'm unapproachable now


(Verse 1)

They're trynna put my flame out, forced to change my play routes
I can't go our separate ways, but it's too late

I put product on the streets
I got water over me
He was a young nigga tryna get his paper straight
Phone ring four am he go make that play
Mama like

Filet, real bae, champagne 
We stay up late
Ok one way we can do this motha lova huh 
Introduce me how you want undercovers huh 

Better by the minute
What

I get to show you what agony truly means
It's time to close your eyes
And drift off into your sweet demise
Go ahead and rest your head
By the time

The heat off, every winter four years straight
I knew nobody at my school could say they relate
Had to boil me some water, now I'm running late
But

don't say sorry it's too late
we will make it like duo tate
i wanna sleep manchofch réels
i can fly khasni gher rii7
khdam f loor kanla9i f rims
public

stayed until four like five times last week
It's a blessing, it's a curse because,
Every single day just makes me miss you more, it hurts
It hurts to know

into over sharing got a different mind state
Now you asking where I been
Always asking why I'm late
I got too many to please I hate valentine's day

just like Tems cuz I know time is of the essence
I thank God for my Mama when I'm lost she gives direction
Surrounded by 100 hoes still lonely in this

Yeah

Thought I found a reflection of you
Late night staring at the deep blue
Caught a memory like I was letting loose on the reel
And the truth is I

he spoke on T.O., he gone by the weekend
Bad bitch in this party, shake ass and she drinking
I popped the heart, that's the X, now I'm geeking
Oh, he

So as another year goes by
I look back at the year I've lived
Is there regrets for anything I did
Yeah a bit but it's stuff that I can live with

But you ain't hearing all that noise like you're going deafer
I'm pointing out all the signs on our way to 4 Eva
I guess you're right twice a day like

You have one bad day and you want to back down
Man I think I need another safe
Four, five, six, seven, eight
Sauced up let it marinate
Mow the grass had

her shit like the 4th of July
Say it don't hurt see the pain in her eye
What you on cuz I'm down with whatever
By yourself for the worst or the better

Over this past year, been hurt by a girl
Had a bro that I had to shut the door
Closed that bitch to open four more
Most people don't know that I'm ready