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plotting a way out
My heart hasn't caught up yet

I walk in a different direction
you follow me there anyway
I've tried but I can't learn the lesson
So maybe

you're fucking depressed
I had to learn a thing or two 'bout how expecting perfection
Can lead in a direction
Where there's too much obsession
You're

talents
Plate full like eight liters in two gallons
Am I hindered by the time in my life?
Or is that only in my mind
I need sometime to unwind
This is

I spent so many years in the city
Surrounded by shining lights they're so pretty
I can't afford to waste another minute chasing a pipe dream

Don't

a scrimmage 
I dropped the album got right back to work cause I ain't finished 
So f*** the intermission, keep the break I'm well replenished 
They playin'

I don't know how to give a fuck

I don't know how to give a fuck
No wonder this album fucking sucks
So many bars it's all to much
When there is

next album
To make it pop and not flop and recover the dream?
If nobody likes it, I cant blame it on them
I've gotta take responsibility
And what if by

Pull up some instrumentals
And freestyle til the morning
Man that shit never gets boring
Cuz I know you got talent
And when you drop your first album
I

Weeks and months go by
I don’t know how I got here
Memories lost but I swear that I try
Not to lose em all, got me anxious here
Where should I go

Erase mistakes that's in my past, the days when i laughed
Without subconscious worry behind the face of a mask
Haunted by the words, that i

Lipstick stains that you left on a coffee mug
I can see it by the sink
Twenty-eight days and change since you left that note
I can't believe it's

remember this all I dream shit

But I followed through I made this a reality
I had to do this, my ultimate fatality
Worried my album would flop, no sanity

the 605
Honey please be at home for dinner by nine
I made your favorite soup with fried rice ain’t that nice
I even made you some steak better than Angie’s

If I could turn back time
We would not commit a crime
I know I would make you stay in mind
The memory would turn into a rhyme

Slaves escaped nooses

the dominant
Your honor this, cut your mic, I'm in control of all of this
Welcome to the 2nd album where we find ourselves surrounded
By some people venomous

One of the arguments we hear
Coming from the new type of atheist
"When I was a child
I believed in Santa Claus
When I was a child
I believed in

Cartier
I got homies knocked by police
I got homies knocked by police
I got homies knocked by police
They gone have to hit me up on the phone now

shoulder?

I spent my days getting high by the beach
And drinking by the water
There's a lot more to see
Me and all my friends just making memories
I'm tryna

Recollecting memories but I drown
Suddenly they care
When I’m 6ft down in the ground
Day after day money trouble
Buying by the pound
Pull myself together
Just

Through a libra sign
Up on one scale
While she's down on the other
Keeping it from tipping by pumping
I need you to realize
I love the way you dance baby

I'm awakened with fire burning in my eyes
I'm pulled from the surface, their curses fill up the skies
Memories of my own death running through my

are you here, do you think
I think my music took me here
It gave me the direction for healing I was lacking
Is there anything you'd like to talk about

somewhere, nigga
(Softly laying on the ground)
Get the fuck up

In my life I have seen people walk into the sea
Just to find memories plagued by constant

on the ground)
Get the fuck up

In my life I have seen
People walk into the sea
Just to find memories plagued
By constant misery
Their eyes cast down fixed upon