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the air is steaming
Seems to me, the symphony, be in the dream, might give a meaning
Told my Homies Keep this Passion
What's a life without a mic, the dark

games so bright
Im a shooting star
Dont need ammo though
Its grotesque how
He makes that money
His business card reads
I dont need fucking nothing
My

deceased by police
Im in another dimension there's no love and affection
With society fucked from all different directions
This isn't just for attention its

Why would I care what you think
Its Probably wrong
We got a pair of them things
You got a couple of songs
We are not one in the same
My character cut

over me
And no, this ain't the clean version
And what you gonna do with all that meat?
Cookin' up a mean servin'
No question, I want it
Fire up,

over me
And no, this ain't the clean version
And what you gonna do with all that meat?
Cookin' up a mean servin'
No question, I want it
Fire up,

Bridge:
Social media make it so easy to detach
When someone leaves your life you don’t really feel effects 
An alien struggling how I can connect
All

give you long stanzas
I give you two chances
And back in middle school
We used to watch Hannah Montana
I know that seems random
But what I'm saying is

You don't wanna see a tear drop from my eye
So you better just move homie and walk on by
Cuz I ain't got time, its hard staying alive
All you

wrong 
Oh I thought you knew rappers 
All this power given up to one blog (Shhhh)
I'm committed to the body you can tell by what I'm writing I'm united

make it look
Aye, aye, aye
(Sheesh, sheesh)
Fuck how you feel it's real so here go my answer
White girl white girl Hannah Montana
Black and white black

the big trey pound
Don't walk might hit my target yuh

Run a block ten and it's five times two
Who've been at you're crib
Don Trey what it do?
Forum Park

on me
Cc on her feet
How u look so fly
My yt stressed she's not impressed
But I do what I do cah I got to get by
She thinks I'm a liar I ain't got to lie

kind of journey or
This, what it all what life
Feels like is the search
For the definitive self, and
When you have like
Instagrams and have these kinds

have a better life
I'm a beast come alive at night
And she stay with the kid cus she know imma hit it right
If you fuck me over I won't be polite
I got

Hammer, in panorama city in my pajamas
Jamming with Hannah Montana in a hammock
Eating a peanut butter sandwich
That's my life
Making my raps and making

a Magician make ya disappear by snapping my fingers
Shits yeah what's understood ain't gotta be said
Yessir
They know what they're gonna do
All I gotta do is

or die
Make the hardest motherfucker cry when
A MC pass by
I flip rhymes off the top of my head just
Like Raid I spray MC's until they dead
A vocal

More money that you make it’s more problems
I’m living my life fast full throttle
My money getting long my girl a model
I’m taking chances with my

Nosferatu?
It was teeawg' all along in the wall to spite you
Like, it's all a throwback bitch
I blow it all up like it's code black, bitch
Life's a EXP farm

white call It Hannah Montana Or You can pull up and come get it in rocks
That lil pape they got ain't none To me I'ma Double up drop that shit on A Watch

living
Can't stop, what are you livid
Destiny is fate, where I stay this is my middle state
Can't handle it, not my fault
Like when I got kicked into

a photo
Hmm, what?
I'm tripping again
This life I blame hah
Culture of the fame hah
Hmm, oh, damn, what
What you mean, no ice
Life then is just a price
In

all my people roll blunted
Your man froze when I rolled up
I symbolize death like a cobra
Attacks your life here it's over
Black you effed up
Never