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The difference between me and you is ya boy real
Precise Music, started my own label
I ain't scared to die I'll cut my own cables
Look, by the vine that you niggas

This crossroad is tough, corroded my mind to dust 
But my gears, my ideologies, were already roughed up 
These years, apologies to myself 
I almost

I came to party
Get it started
Turn the music on
Cause by the way that things are looking
I won’t be here long
I’ve got a lot on my plate

my mouth shut
im a turn the world upside down and put the south up
on top of this we rockin this cuz i aint got nothin else and it helps when i see

Free ma bro he got locked for the mad ting
Its peak now he's stuck in prison
Told my young g stick to the music but he'd rather keep on drilling
Them

my girl
Precious morning break, morning break 

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優雅で甘い morning break

Now, let's turn up

To the most beautiful system
I've got no plans to abandon
Only start up the reaction
I am possessed by my passion
In the most fatal of fashions
Another dream

Motivated by life
The strife and everything included
People wanna see you lose it
When you're undisputed
My music moving
Like it's fresh out

the basement
Martial art rap slangin so much magic created
So many folks turn there back on ya
Forget your existence, until you flip it back on em
You used to be

Today's world is corrupt, broken by the people that built it
To understand each other has become struggle, like breathing in a cloud of dust
And when

any truth
If this is the future then I wasted my youth
Too many friends, fallen by the wayside
Broken and burnt, Kentucky brain fried
Kick back turn up

(FRE3, FRE3) (R14)
I mean let's be honest
Some of the lyrics, some of the words
In drill music are pretty horrific
Aren't they? You know, I put Rambo

To make me feel again
And then again, that may seem simple
See words can't tell the half, but I can make them tell a little
So listen up, or turn me off,

just drove up the lot pushing another drop
My first stop 95th then hit the butterspot
The feds got me on shit that
Could get my mother hot

Military

reckless, yeah
But there's music in your eyes
You are my setlist, yeah
Now take me for a ride
Baby we reckless, we reckless
You don't know what you do to me

Out for presidential paper, strictly
Keep a thirty-eight and a down
Bitch to assist me so sniff now
The music lit from Queens to Sicily
The eyes never

Born to rebel surrounded by conformists
Terrified of trying cos it's normal to fail
See these risks that we're taking
Might cause a glitch in

And I bet you niggas had look past that
Just light up and gone head pass that
My 8% gone head trash that
That's why that 6% always pass that
That test,

his face?/
Grew up feelin' like our/Lives were mistakes?/
Funny how the universe/Could turn the tables/
So completely/Seein what y'all believe in/
It

and watch we how turn it up
We get lit of a perc
But molly don't be my drug
We just geek layed back smoking fuckin our lungs

We just gettin' lit
I'm geeking

just a new boy
Name an artist who can sing and rap like me, boy
Artist and producer, man, I do this by myself, boy
All these fake rappers, they be decoys

the same as me, I done told you
Got bands all in my pocket
You know them all, yeah, they stay blue
Take one look at his wallet
Now watch it turn that nigga

Neighbors turn to opps every time that we slide/arive
We not trying, you can try, we just be outside
Shawty really on me, think she want me Dreaming, hoping,

of horrible sanity
I just been feeling strange

I got you, I got you, I got you, I gotyou
I got you, I got you, I got you, I gotyou

Turn this bitch up

I got