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wish I could I'm just not that
Type I take a small situation and paint
A bigger picture I step out of bounds
A lot trying to break boundaries that
Seem

Fuck a frame
Small circle never switch up on My mains
Everybody trying to be Tori But got no Lanes
Family  on my back got me Walking with a cane
I'm

to 
Sick of of small minds 
Tryna be the greatest of all time 
This real world not online 
Squash beef no bovine 
Have a spine 
To get mine 
Crossed lines

kale salads (Thats cute)
I hate the small talk bitch I need the cabbage (Cash)
I told 'em look me up so they can see my talents
They tryna make a show

about my pain and stress
You don't know nothing
Nothing about my pain and stress
Once upon a time within a small Hood
Somewhere between Wynn way

Used to coming up short, but now I’m standing tall
Learn my lessons whether big or small
And I say Amen
Thanking god that I’m here
For all you pussy

angelic white
Take me out the darkness
Feeling like a dog on a harness
Caged up in a small apartment
It's haunted, ghost and ghouls
Get the image, fix up

To much pain
I swear feel to much
Not dollar to my name
I was slanging cane
Had to hit the block
Strapped had to keep a glock
I was tryna pop
Friends turned

nobody coz I am the main
Come to my place and I'll make it rain
Take you in my plane and fly you to spain
But when I'm old enough to have a cane
I'll still

Nothing’s getting in our way
Singing Jingle Bells and deck the halls
I’m dreaming big even though I’m small
What else can I say
On this beautiful Christmas

been made a new 
Hell, I forgot I sold cane
Lord knows though I kinda miss my gold chain 
Small price to pay knowing I've been found with no stain

In the frosty glaring gaze of the daylight I straighten my problems out oh yes
That's a fancy suit for a cold heart. And I live too much
Oh small

Twenty-five pounds of pure cane sugar
In each and every kiss
You would know what I'm talking about
If you ever had a love like this

I don't mean

California shooter in the setting sun
I wanna know
Are you going my way
Bad for my health baby like the sugar cane

Hold on tight 
Well its a hell

was going like that for 32nd year

A cane from a willow, a rustle in twine
A bird chirping in the bus "Martha's running out of time"
A chief

to start when we are young and brittle
Small architects building on our own mistakes
Sometimes our keeper sees a chance to meddle
Foundations end up missing

I can't change 
Yeah circle small like a pinkie ring 
We gone smoke that nigga like some Mary Jane 
Hang a nigga like a candy cane 

None of y'all

Sixteen, a bombshell… and my friend
Brown flowing silk for hair
Chocolate eyes and a natural tan
A candy cane smile, pure as snow and love
Somewhere

off a couple of rings
Yeah
I'm all for da team
It's gang gang in this bitch
If we go broke I am re-ing up
And slinging cane in this bitch
Got a small

Esos trappers no estan en la liga de mi blow
Esos niggas se comen las migas de mi flow
Esos canes no van palo mismo que yo
Esos trappers tan small

Niggas flexing but they pockets really dumb small
We smoking pain I'm trying to roll it up 
We gon slide with the tints they don't know it's us 
Bright

was
I'm Mark Cuban when it's time to bargain
The Heart of the Malcolm x and the Mind of Martin
I Use to make bets in a small apartment
Now I trade

and didn’t wanna split
So they robbed you and that's what you get
Oliver Twist I can handle the cane
All of my niggas the same
Like the ice cream man in

if they could find it
How do you talk down when you can't pick a bar up
Thinking so small possibilities far up
My tomorrow can look a little brighter