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eye
I could tell that she wild
A swoosh of your hair
To show you don't care
I could tell from the vibe
That it just felt right
I'll be watchin for
Forbidden to light the fire by the greatest of liars
The need is dire, send your love along the wire
Don't you agree that it's not fair to me
For fear to keep
Ready for bed, and I lay my head down
I hope I don’t die in the night
Right now I’m ready to fight
Put my arms up, and then I
Just starve, what
right
I have, like, one more year of capitalism left in me, like, I wasn't built for this-
It's just one big active shooter drill
And then I went upstairs
Armstrong at the finish line
Give it time, when we catch them cops on cam
I don't need six seconds, you remember Vine
It's nasty cash rules everything around
Lay it down over the world in one date
Pure P-I-M-P-I-N-G
Both of us grown no need to pretend we
Ain't prepared for the houses with the marble floors
to lay down my life
Ignite the fight for the true
Sent rounds down range just to drown out pain
You aboutta be tested by the Cow Town king, oooh
Insane,
know
We saw the signs so we signed
That's how you put it on the line
Yea this is that Drake flow
I'm never gonna lay low
100k's just play dough
Mantle's
losing my faith
Just to stand 
cs I watch what's taking place
I pretend 
But it tears me up inside
You had no right
Lay it down
Well lay it on the line
cnd
in granny face, I'm supposed to show you love
I don't need no picket line and I don't need no fuckin' hug
You just rappin' just because
With
shit!)

I'll keep it one hundred with myself, you've got some pretty good lines
But some pretty bad vibes, sad white witty trash, fried,
Like this bitch
run in my crib, I'm nowhere to be found
Niggas who hustle for me, they dont even stash tracks
They keep it on em, right there in they ass crack
When
get stuck, I don't gotta restart
I just need to get high, better land on Mars
Gotta lay in my broads, gotta get a new car
I just want another 'cause
it over fast
Or generate the next line
Let me put fuck funk on this one time
Miami nights, made a couple grand
Just lay back, get your face
Stay in the Lines
Don't think Just Color
Paint by Number
Stay in the Lines,
Don't think Just Color
Paint by Number
Stay in the Lines
Don't think Just
chips
Ima need 100 grand just to lay an Adlib
Baby please get yo man I am not One of them
Lets be honest don't pretend
Niggas aint bout what they be
(Go, go, go, woah, woah)
(Woah) Yeah (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
If it don't make money it won't make friend
Cuz most of these people they just not your
war again
It's war again

(chorus)
"gun cocks back"
Lay down
"bullets fire"
Mothafucka lay down
Lay down
Spray sounds
Spray sounds
Spray
go
Did you think I'd lay it all on the line
Did you think I'd lose it all, lose it all
Or just curl up inside
Lay down and die

I can run but I can't
like I'm all up in my head again but I don't know what for
Should I just go and sell my soul or some - how much you want it for, yeah

I feel like I
the tape
Do what it take
Ima do what it take
Ima lay ya ass down by the pool or the lake
Do what it take
Ima do what it take
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I find, your
the kind folks don't worry
That ain't nothin' but my hammer suckin' wind, it keeps me breathin'
A steel driver's muscle I intend"

Captain, tell the people,
spraying on this microphone
But I don't want to sit at home
Need to work so I'm not alone
It's all I love, that I know
So when the money's gone
I just make
comply
Staying inside, here in my mind
Tried it on but it don't feel right
It don't feel right

So please, I just wanna be well
I don't wanna pretend

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