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on side my waist
Been running up the money don’t care what the people say
Claim he paid he really broke you cannot believe the fake
They always say they

like cuz I'm quiet means that I ain’t insane
But the truth is you looking stupid
When your out there cracking jokes, making claims
My shit’s aimed

A song no one knows has a message for me and it all just makes me out to be
Nothing more than shattered glass laying on the floor.
I envy the times long

Amsterdam, someone said someplace else
I know she never came from any of those places, though they claim
I know she came from Flatrock, on a Sunday, in

Sound The Alarm
I've got my own spotlight 
And a needle in my arm singing
Pass me a bottle, a bottle o' Jack
Til' I'm laying on my back singing

Cry

You way too fine to be up laying alone
Drop location ima send a Uber back to the poz'
Exclamation ima show you what you never thought you'd see

a scar ain't no lying king
Now you laying,Cole singing bout some fucking memory
Claim you with the shit till its shit that's the treachery
All you niggas

I can take you shopping
Take you shopping with no budget
Babygirl you gotta' love it
Just say fuck it
Claim he getting to the money 
But he really

Lord give me God Flow
For your show, so they know
Father give me the sauce, the seasoning
Give me the recipe, I'm listening 

Everybody claim they

the smoke 
AR with the scope 
Fantom had him cold

Laying on the street 
Just hope that he dies
On my way to court 
I get super high

Yeah i do bitch

Getting

away
Before I make my way down to baggage claim
You rocking diamond chokers you want the fame
Had to smoke a L just to ease the pain
Talking hater shit,

Pussy claim he druggin'
Then you buggin'
Boy, you fake as shit
I was smokin' K
Out in the shed
Back in the sticks
Yah

Young boy out the cut
Got a problem

like really? tell me though
Half of you niggas be lying
You claim you be speeding but really yall moving slow
Grinding put you out the pocket though
I

the one

Flowing up flowing up
I should be dad of the year all you bums is my sons

Potential is beaming had to claim
What was mine out of my character
Had

Golden Hour's come and gone
And as the dew's floating down toward the lawn
Gently now it's laying on the backs of crickets singing
Settling all their

Once it's up
It don't come down
Leave niggas laying where I found 'em
Ain't the type to fool around
But if he tell me I'm astounding
I might stop

love come out
And claim it lost and found
And I'm down for a night on the town
I just need to get ready its about to get heavy
She don't even post

Got me hypnotised I really wanna claim your energy
Playing hard to get I'll take care of all your enemies
Found some pills under her bed I think she

I'm done fucking with these men
They just take but never give
Always scrolling on the gram
Follow bitches liking pics
Claim you're outside with your

Time to make an escape
From this negative space
You know, that emptiness that remains
Blank as a page
When you're uninspired
But you're tired, laying

quick to throw them poles up
Steady hollering out to the people
That claim they know us
Claim you 4 sides down bad
That shit bogus
I been throwing up them

Love just wasting away, away
So quick on the switch up
You must got me fucked up
Save them games for that next nigga
Claim I ain't learned patience
Just

Shese a runner, shese a trackstar
She gone run away when life get hard
Claim she down to ride but that was all cap
Yeah she went and left but came

telling me?)
Claim you love me, but yo aura full of jealousy (It's full of jealousy)
Spoke to God, cause I think He still know what's best for me (I think