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Yea you got me feeling hopeless
Broken
I've been searching for the light
I don't know if it's worth it
Been falling in your eyes
I've folded
Hope

please don’t let this story go to waste

you wrote me your number on a folded paper heart
made me kinda feel like we had a perfect start
but we don’t have

lil homie then I’ll show ya 
U know I never folded 
Ima soldier 
We don’t fuck wit no fuck niggas or they motives 
U know that Ima king like I’m

Arms folded, Lips curled. This World is not enough

Cough and splutter, cough it up

Coughing to the Coffin til we're rotten from the Bottom up

For the score we takin ova
Cowards soft as cake we boulders
Yeah we go hard we will show ya
Envelope cowards get folded
Y’all don’t really want no

You said I'm not good enough
Over here tryna sober up Yeah, putting my pain in potion cups
Gave you my love, and you folded, yeah I shouldn't have

Yes I gotta keep it loded. Ay!
Yeah! N my cards I never folded. Ay!
Yes I gotta keep it loded. Ay!
Yeah! N my cards I never folded. Ay!

VERSE 1

rollin
Keepin' bills folded
Made him feel alive
He fell on sight
Said marry me tonight
But this girl is not a wife, ah yeah
She's a pro on that pole

a tree flake look where you've gone
From an empty page to a perfect swan
Could other hands support your form
Well if so, I'll go

Folded up again
Folded up

imported
All the clips locked and loaded
Yeah my squad never folded
Serving white way too potent
Gang sippin on them 40s
Talk my shit and y'all know it
Yo

on nobody, that mean something

Never folded on the family, that mean something
The clothes on my body, that mean something
The gold on my body, that mean

Bread Winners

Young Thug

Slime Season 3

2016

take out these pictures, you bogus
We gon' turn your ass until you tollin'
We gon' ice your ass down 'til you folded
Kick that bitch off the boat with

wit' me, bunny hop
Bunny hoppin' (all O's shot)
Bunny hoppin'

Most of my opps they folded (like what?)
Like what did y'all do? (Nada)
Drillys pull

These Days in an Open Book

Nanci Griffith

Flyer

1994

book
Missing pages I cannot seem to find
These days your face
In my memory
Is in a folded hand of grace against these times

No one's ever come

(baby)
That was your last chance

(Reloaded, I'm coming back reloaded)

Fair game, baby (baby)
It's over, I'm done playin'

(You folded, now watch someone

These Days in an Open Book

Nanci Griffith

The Dust Bowl Symphony

1999

book
Missing pages I cannot seem to find
These days your face
In my memory
Is in a folded hand of grace against these times

No one's ever come

to hide

It was a cold winter night in a distant past
On his knees by the bank he folded his hands
Oh Lord, grant me passage to the glory land
Was the last

I stick to napkins folded
To jot the notes about my love
Faking the rattle snakes out
So they don't see me from above
You
It's always a picture

you folded
Fuck love
I'm going back to the old me
Never thought it would be you
Who would switch up on me
I told you all my secrets
I Asked you to hold

All the cards
That you want
They're all folded
Roll the dice
One more time
Keep it going
Shoot your shot
But you're caught
In the moment
Felt so

I remember n***as folded
Okay noted
I don’t need you n***as anyway
Yeah quote it
Platinum in the set lil n***a
B***h, I’m goated

Crime rate up
So

pine box
Handed it to Grandma
It caught her tears as she said goodbye
To a man who gave everything he had For a folded flag.

Verse 2:
There ain't a book

getting rough
You can just ask the hotties

Bro Shit, switching positions
The head get to spinning
Fulfilling the mission
Get folded! This team go

(Hook)
Nomore Prison Parole or Probation

Reppin the Norf and I'm all the way Sanctioned

Stayed ten toes never folded or sanked in

I stayed Humble