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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

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

start
Who gone be around before I blow up  
Numb on chest, feel I sense a lot mess and blatant disrespect 
Say you don't understand me, well that's a miss

People they be sleep treated me just like a couch homie 
All about a dollar and the fuckery don't make sense 
Being a philanthropist enjoy my occupation

volumes on I feel colder
I got pill in a cup no coke cola
I've been fighting in my head
Just lying in my bed
Loosing all my senses yea I'm feeling crazy

This is the streets talking for themselves
Save my brothers, take them out the trees
How long do you gotta breathe?
I mean, how long you gotta sleep?

sympathy
From the Blazing Raisin Heads, as they are continuously
Dunked in brandy and are always of a prickly disposition

But you were talking about tea

mount to shit
The begotten since, ever since
Poseidon water my brain if I give her head she get wet
And the watch is blinded by gliss
Up from these

You in my world 
I'm born anew 
A different girl 
I'm letting loose 
This child's play
Ain't talking views 
We playing Horton hears a who

Gives a fuck

tired I just clocked out of my shift get home she talking bout lets have sex
Bitch hows about we rest
Can I lay a head upon ya chest
Can't you sense that

harm
Got my enchanted diamond armor
Planting wheat I'm a farmer
Talking to villagers I'm a charmer
The apostle Paul was a martyr
Writing some really good

(Verse One)

She makes me think things th-th-things that I want to th-think, like blink blink, she responds to my text, a wink. I got less sense

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

me then I couldn't sleep
I used to pray by twenty five God would make me rich
Thirty bands at nineteen you couldn't tell me shit
But in reality I only

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

can't wait for them to see it
Head up in the clouds, say "the sky is the limit"
Looking at the bigger picture, it's getting brighter by the minute
I

come along and just get in my head
One thing about me, I don't live with regrets
I will just roll by myself instead
I know you're scared of the things I

sense it's not adding up
I'm moving on I'm not texting my Ex
More Commas & Checks so a Nigga Flex
My momma been told me don't settle for less
New diamonds

Its all on you
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Look
I wish my heart wasn't so pure
Because it never got me anywhere but to the finish line faster
With every sense

boy you living or here to die

I'm working wit tools i got fish to fry
Numb to the shit it make sense how im gettin by

I don't need a bitch
I don't

overcome
Multiple voices in the distance
Talking bout my differences
But it's alright cause I came to my senses
Everyday I thank God that I'm different
Wake

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

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

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