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out as the darkness creeps

The cover of the book slams down on the day of dogs
No clouds in the sky     
Guess it's do or die
As worries drift away

more looking behind
I'm about to mash this gas and leave it all behind
I slam my door shut and put my car in drive
I gotta get away and leave it all

Highway swerving
I never had a purpose
I-81 at a hundred
I be wondering
If I floor it more will
The engine stop combusting
If I slam the brakes
Will

Will my heart still wander by
Or will it land into your hands oh my

Drip, Slam, Sold 
Oh yeah
It happens every time
You have taken over my mind
Oh man

out as the darkness creeps

The cover of the book slams down on the day of dogs
No clouds in the sky
Guess it's do or die
As worries drift away on this

For all that I got
Don't know nothing about me 
They wanna get stomped
To be what it is 
To be who I am
I'm ballin like Michael 
Right up on the slam

you nothin'
I don't owe you nothin' (nah)
I don't owe you nothin'
Place my God above you
So don't stick me wit a label
Slam it down on the table
See I

and 1 and 1 ouu 

Took a step back and I drive and I finish ouu 
Threw a major jam and I slam ha look at you 
Wasting so much time away by caring what

out as the darkness creeps

The cover of the book slams down on the day of dogs
No clouds in the sky Guess it's do or die
As worries drift away on this

life feeling jeff hardy
Yeah, If he trashing the gang then the gang gon slam, yuh
You don't got 1500 yeah you ain't gon ram
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ok, I came

Slam my head in a wall
When I die I want to be in your arms
(I NEED HELP)
(These people are not freaking humans okay?!
Hillary Clinton is a Goddamn

Slam Dunk Count It
Nigga gettin to the hole wit that Eurostep Count It
Thats a pay check Count It
All cash Count It
Cashapp Count It
I take all that

the crib and she sucking me up
I fuck for a hour off the perc have her feeling this nut
Slam her down breaking the bed while I'm gripping her butt
24/7

I can feel you, a dark cloud on my scope, buildin’ strength, uh huh
Hangin’ by the ocean, just warmin’ up, and grabbin’ yourself a drink, yeah, yeah

shit to something, now I know y'all hurt
Damn, how I ball like grand slam, bring it home like curfew
Kicking shit like Van Damme, my like picture perfect

Standing alone, by the open door, watching the rain pouring down
You can smell, damp cut grass, hear the whistle of the trains
Louisiana in

to make, no more time waisting in this bitch
I'm like the Greek Freak, to the chips I'm racing in this bitch
The way I slam it too, when I'm fast breaking in

lettuce)

Pan flutes
Panic
My damn roots
Choke slams
Shambles
Casino cap
Snake eyes
Gambles
Phone bright
Candles
Sunshine
Camels
Quit that
Jackets
Big Shaqs

Oh he loves me
He loves me not
Same ole story
Different setting, same plot
Pulled all the petals
From the flower by the tree
You walked away
While

It'a a tuesday night
And I'm chillin with you by my side
Got your hand wrapped up in mine
It's a good night
Yeah it's a good night
But I feel like

like the Tomahawk slam
Oh damn
Need that shit by the kilogram
On Cunningham or Instagram
Lit like the grand slam
We was like like the Grand slam
Riding

to love again
And every word you say reminds me
of who I am

And every time I look at you
I know the reason why

I went through storms to find you
Slam

scratches on my left cheek
Taken by the power mind feels numb and weak

Wait a minute can you tell this is how it's meant to be
I run against the hour nothing

In the morning It'll be ok
"I love you"  is what she'll say
She Kisses you & sends you on your way
It's seems to be a brighter day

By lunch time