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am for next (Mtcheew)
Nonsense, gimme reason why I no go vex
Wey be say their wisdom mehn I swearugad na my common sense
But wait first, does that make

that ain't usual what you do with that body
Keep passing me Bye
I die each time that you walk by me Love
Buy me time or supply me drugs then I'll be good

I'm talking to myself
Nothings making sense
I'm crying out for help
But nobody cares

Will I ever find my place
I am afraid by the time that I do

to penetrate the world and it's beautiful hoes
I'm not taking that route since it has a lot of potholes
A pot head is how they refer me as I took one bag on loan

My side of the
Story
Wanna know
What's in my head
That leaves me
To worry
Listen to broken
Listen to me
Stop talking
Before I get
Gory and
Scream
I've

back now got 'em screaming Hallelujah
I'm Ghana take the throne, uh call me Mansa Musa
Only thing that's on my head is the snakes, like Medusa
I see why

Until the next day at 9:15
Walks up on the upper quad and sees a White Sea
He's a pepper flake in a milkshake be
Confident
Use your common sense
If you

Finally came to my senses
Dreams of surprising her with back to back benzes
Take her on a trip, I ain't talkin' bout Kansas
I'm talking Coachella when I

the violence
But playing wit bro get them techs in your face
Playing wit us get your whole crew shot
By the time that we done you gon have to go head
And rebuild

say it's hard to believe
I'm like homie what you mean
Homie what you mean
No I'm confused
You talking like you know just what I seen what I been through

imminent
Prevalence to avoid the censorship
I sense the element
Niggas talking reckless only
Motivates the presidents
Nigga even fuck the presidents said it

ain't making no sense
Keep on talking that shit, might just backhand a bitch
Rolling I'm Rollin I'm Rollin
Sipping that potion it's six in the morning I'm

What is the point
If it's always just me
Everyone of them
They make no sense at all
Nature is talking
But I say f*** them all
Desire's gone
It went down

All attire do it flyer independent designers
No corporate
Come to their senses then they forfeit
What you gonna do with your power at the pulpit
Talking

to nothing
Yeah I doubt that
& every time I took a L nigga I bounced back
Dreams hanging by a thread while I'm loading the lead
All blue Ben Franks bitch I'm

everyday I'm just digging my grave
Lost all my sense and I'm feeling no ways
Always in pain and I'm craving the taste
Tryna be happy but that just seems fake

replaced by someone
Doesn't matter what you risk and that ain't even a joke
'Cause to me now it all makes sense
I ain't making up shit I'm talking with years

by the sound of my tone
Yeah
Look like I'm covered in gold
Wait
That's just my natural glow
Really I'm richer in spirit and actual flow
You hear it, I

that's the code I'm living by
Guess I gotta let it out and vent
Going through the motions, time to reinvent
Success is what I sense, I could smell

beat up
Love the foundation for forming a fetus
Love, it's coming from Jesus
If we talking 'bout love he the perfect example
It didn't make sense so they

Everybody talking but nobody listen
So i tell them pay attention it might seem expensive
Would you rather lose it all or would you rather lose your

the streets
By police
Unproportonally
Or the fact that schools teach non sense
But I'm just speaking from my conscience
Teach robotics
The truth about narcotics

me a coward
Or just talking to my ego
Walking without power
I feel defeated
I want the powder to feel powerful
A fiend without an hour that goes by

that sack like Strahan
My vision clear no Ray Bans
I be by myself so I ain't worried bout no fake friends
Might hit that pussy on the regular but we