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What?
Hidden dreams I had ‘fore I be caught in the same web
Aha
Putted up by some rants, bounded by implants
Trying to mace wrath, wanna face

And i see benzes parked by the curb
I told her its good just got to keep your word
I got that purple flower call it baby jesus
It a make you fall asleep

You better recognize a gangster right here in your face
And I got way worse so when I jumped up out the cage
I'm fiending for a victim so you better

a dance, that's what he came with
She a opp thot, the only hoes I hit that's basic
I hit a bitch by the day, you can take it
Bro spinning every week, he

you don't understand me, then get out my face
[01:31:00] Hearing all sorts of rumours
[01:33:00] I don't even know you, you day craze?
[01:35:00] No you

you use the day of your death before he turn the oven on to cremate you / by the end of this I bet you wish you never wake up / was told the Grim Reaper

spoon, I’m starving for scraps
You better bet on Will West muthafuckah no cap
A 30 day run and I’m coming back for a lap
And it can be over at the sound

strength on the inside where fear hides and has hidden in you
But no more, this day we choose to go above it all to a place we've never seen before
Higher

shit,
Broke as fuck thinking about hitting a lick,
But God unblocked one of my hidden abilities,
The power to hustle and represent the damn 3,
I represent

getting high with my friends

Sky high, taking a body or life 
Don’t care about what’s inside 
I might, take another to the face 
I’m spinning around like

After midnight 
Turn up 
So it all goes down
When midnight comes around 

She broke up with you by nine
Midnight, she calling my line 
All she wanna do is

making a killing
While they're trying to make a living
So they're hidden in the kitchen like their day job's washing dishes
Now listen
My head is twisted
I

the meantime, listen to me rhyme

In all honesty I'm probably one of the only guys
Who'd rather gaze into your eyes than stare all day at your behind
I'd rather

supportive
They moved me quarantine with a cellmate
Several days past, still in shock with the stale face
Speaking to my mother on the phone
Galvanizing all

by my near side
Slangin' iron, then some

Vivid dreams about my life
Death, wealth, me shining bright
Inadequacy
Finding balance within the limelight

32 is dead

Let's keep it going on
Let's see what happened next
Next day all three of us went driving by our new address

That brand new whipple home

phony (Man dat shit phony)
Leave holes in a nigga face 
Just for speaking on me (Just for speaking on me)
Call lil wally wit dat 30
He gone blow it for me

don't have a job by the time you're 30. 

I smoked pot. I carry, I smoke pot. Oh yeah. Now I don't. I take gummies to wind down because you see I'm amped

Rode an asteroid
Flip a coin
Take a pick
Flying on a jet
Drink water on the moon
Fortified by the fire from the hot lava
After 30 minutes
I'm in it ready

starts to show if I make it with some fame
Tormented by dilemmas that I face
Be a victim or a pilgrim, dirtying my hands for a raise
The devil has secured

to sellin' drugs so we can play in a Porsche (uh-huh, facts)
Or get knocked by the cops, watch our day in the caution
How they interrogate you, you'd think

like a bong cause i Get cake like that
She did me wrong what are you on i do not play by That

I don't want love, just pass me the 8th
Gimme a hug,

day
The smile up on yo face the way you got me giggling
Like a little kid, On the inside
No more hiding, no more sense to feel the desire for dying

Not how you do me like 30 times in a week
You been blowing up my receiver regardless I couldn't reach ya
Ya outta touch with your human nature
And if