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Crawling in my skin, hiding underneath
Baby I hope that you love me for me
Yeah, rocking 1017
I'm higher than god fuck the reverend
Rocking archive '07
Jugg

song off how bad you hurt me
(Fuck you) 
No cap , got my hat in 
Don't wanna show that I'm hurting 
Imma roll up and archive this pain
Boss up and try

More coffee and more nicotine
Vomit, now I need listerine
Calm my nerves, I'm listening
To words you poured to shift the scene
I'm quick to see

Chanel

Pharrell Williams

SR3MM

2018

Paint your fingernails, 'cause you fly (Girl, you fly)
Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (Fine)
Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (Fine)
Take her

broad, it just can't be
Your bitch suck me and fuck me
Than she thank me i know the whole story
You ain't servin' it right
I'll probably stop by and put

Nigga biting my swag, I ain't trippin' mane fuck it
My shoes probably was cheap back in the day
But they wasn't dusty
Now I rock designer to archive

through the rain fall
Till you archive your goals

Never back down, never let go
Keep your aim high never lay low
Be a spear through the rain fall
Till you

through the rain fall
Till you archive your goals

Never back down, never let go
Keep your aim high never lay low
Be a spear through the rain fall
Till you

And I know that you're looking for peace of mind
Here, baby take a piece of mine
Look inside and tell me what you find
Archives of your diamond eyes
And I

and Adn steady countin' dough
Got that new archive fit it got me lookin' like a crow
Murcielago blacked out butterfly doors like a crow
He must live under

boys say
the bar's hype I'll still slam it in the archive

In school, I was selling cigs, weed and sweets And by night, to my mates, mums and dads
I was

Buffalo

Tyler, the Creator

Cherry Bomb

2015

T
While y'all niggas watchin' the throne, the throne be watching me

If you fuck this up
There are so many fuckin' kids right now, listenin' to this guy

Rocking that archive baby niggas don't know what the fuck i got on
Drugs be driving me crazy I'm getting too high i'm thinking about touching the ozone

a struggle
Paper flow comin to me need to by the double

If you playin' with my money I think you gon' be in trouble
Playin' with my money then I might just

exclusive) bitch

You see a red light, I see a green
Know I'm getting that bread by any damn means
AR-15, that shit got a beam
Niggas only want attention

actin' like you know me
Do this shit by myself
I just might drown in my wealth
I put my heart on a shelf
Promise I don't need no help

Archive, just to go

me
I just looked through my archive I got a hit list
I was going through hard times searching through bin list
They'll turn on you when you least

old bitch
Racks like I'm in college bitch
Spend them on a archive piece
G-L-O like Sosa Bitch
Yeya I rock Maison bitch
You addicted call it quits
That's

of 
Our foremothers middle fingers 
We the reincarnation of healers and thinkers
 
Fuck your blinkers!
Fuck your filters!

We resuscitate archives to act

the messages
Let me send some messages, To the world
So that you can understand my Goals
Yeah
My Goals is mine to archive
I got a lot of Goals
That's why i am

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

their lights on everyone.
It’s just a taste of what is faced,
By those who march,
By those displaced,
How will your history eulogise you?
Fences, borders,

eyes
Oh fuck I might cry
Oh fuck I might cry
From your face to your thighs
But then you whords and your lies
From you smile to your eyes
Oh fuck I might

clothes in my room, yeah
And that's my number one rule
As long as you do that, we bool
Yeah, as long as it's us, not you
If you broke as the fuck nigga move