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Misc.
03:12
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I see the rain on my lawn it was dripping
Take my pain when I’m gone
I see the rain I see the rain
I was tripping
Same day no difference
Pull the trigger you were close enough
No commitment makes a weaker man
You are nothing nothing nothing
Drop a hundred like it’s nothing
Blowin up the function
Staying mad got ‘em runnin
Runnin fast
I see the rain on my lawn it was dripping
Take my pain when I’m gone
I see the rain I see the rain
I was tripping
Same day no difference
And I won’t let you down
And I won’t make you stay
And I won’t make you see the lowest parts of me
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3. |
Real
03:05
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Real motherfuckers don’t talk none (shh)
Grade A bitch looking like she want some
Fuck it imma meet em downtown
My dogs making money out the pound
Keep ‘em spinning every time I make the rounds
Make a deal sipping coffee better cover good grounds
I make the money I want (not the money I need)
Bank been looking pretty gaunt (I been cuttin off the feed)
So I walk right in lookin fly as all hell
Take it all no risk these are my big bills
And a real motherfucker won’t say shit
Clock tickin man im running out of patience
Fill the bag like my grocer laid back
Walking out looking like a poster painted
Pay that bitch off ancient
What I’m able of I be on my Kain shit
Nah I be on my king shit
You been lookin green eyed
I been lookin so clean bitch
Real motherfuckers don’t talk none (shh)
Grade A bitch looking like she want some
I been making green like a motherfucker
If I don’t make the team you ain’t getting nothing
Bag on my mind this is therapy
Tap in like police on instagram
Wired as hell cuz you scared of me (acab bitch)
Pyro yo fort looking Bateman (fishin)
Boy you got a valve leak
Want it sentimental
I don’t talk about it that way
Fire up the joint
When you cleaning out the ash tray
I don’t get your point
Motherfucker get it that way?
Get it straight
‘Fore you get out my face
You talking too much like a sideways 8
I can’t wait you’re in finite space
Caught taking shots like a lightweight
Motherfucker don’t snitch when you’re served opportunity
They Lock-in up bitches regardless of unity
Bet if they get me they’ll never get through to me
Coup de ta bitch burn this shit down cruelly
Real men don’t cry
Real men don’t cry
Real men don’t fall
Real men don’t cry
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Fuck this glorified jail baby
I got more in the back can't keep the sale waiting
I got more since this rap shit was pouring
Outta cracks makin cracks till the rap sheet was boring
And that's on facts that's on metal grade
Work my ass till the half crack of dawn
Kiss my ass crack you wanted
And suck some old ass wood til it's Gepettos taste
And keep your extra pay
Too many worried bout a letter grade
Like that shit will matter after seventh grade
And if you care that much it'll never pay off
It'll take your life and wank off on your soul
Til you're a shaky bitch that laid off
And now I'm waiting for the way out
Or just waiting for this pay out
Or a break even, make leave or make do
As long as seasons change I'll hate the day
That takes meanin out the play too
I peep a grand up in my bank account
That shit is laughable, that's lame amounts
If that's my peak than I won't make it out
And if I sink than that's a gracious grave
Cause water makes the wave
That's some melted paper now
(What) what? Bitch, you try and take me now
I’m trained on disregarded bullshit and layin out
Take a hit yo shit repulsive that’s a shame
But the shame is the same if you soak it with a paper towel
I played the game I did my time
Sentence ended on my own accord
Period
I’m making all this shit mine
I’m making all this shit mine
I’m making all this shit mine
I’ll take it, don’t matter what it takes
I ain’t a slave I ain’t a follower
I’m a motherfuckin self made cunt
With the popular vote
So when I pop better know
What I mean and where I came from
This shit feel like nails on a chalkboard
Sale life is not worth
Fail safe to make bank
Bank naked
Cockworth
Takin it for real and it don't stop for
Proper seconds even check it
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5. |
Feigning
03:17
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She been feignin on me
She been hatin on me
Talk a lot of shit behind closed doors
She complaining bout me
I don't know what I did
I don't know where I been
But I know what it means
When she takin no pleas
It was risky off rip
It was never no shit
It was pissing me off
But I still did what I did
Band-aid slippin won't rip
Like she banned off sitting on lips
Take the mask off let me go with
Still in love with the fake sentiment
Like I could go down 20 more times
And she'd still close the well on me
Rocket powered escape sequence
Stuck with peanut butter celery
Cuz we kids and ain't know shit
But we both act like we developed
Got ways to go
Cause I don't wanna split but got ways to go
Take it slow
She said take it slow
Yeah, yeah
I said make a note
And don't regret it
I got regrets and I won’t meme about it
I’m just upset that we were mean without it
And now I’m seeing stars and greenwood outlets
Passin out like papers classes i ain’t passin
Passive people never play with passion
Past is like agreement we gon act like shit ain’t never happen
Packing up our bags and leave this ship like we ain’t need a captain
We ain’t people that believe magic
Please just peep the placard placement if your pain is pouring out through acting
Facts are not our driving force
Of course the most important facts don’t cite their source
I’m feeling lost I’m feeling like a bore
I feel like we ain’t talk out our thoughts no more
That’s me of course
I’m immature I’m no adult
Although I’d like to think I’d like to hope
But like I said I ain’t believe in magic
And I’m too broken to admit that this is it
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6. |
Phobias
04:01
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I been sick for a minute now
Counting down like the clocks do
Thinkin love got me spinning loud
I don’t think I’d leave if I want to
Seeing pictures pass my window all night
Different rhythms got me feeling alright
Even little things will set me off sight
Seeing best when I’m turning off lights
And if I leave my room
Then I won’t think bout you
I wanna take you through
Another perfect loop
Everything I’m scared of
Been breaking through the glass
(Talk for a minute now)
Starin at my ceiling now
Is wakin up my past
How I’m supposed to be?
Who I’m mirroring?
Keeping on hoping we
Break the fear again
Like how I’m supposed to be?
Okay? (Okay)
When I spent like half my year lying in a bed all day (okay)
They tell me talk for a minute
But I don’t wanna talk like
When your throats closed up
You ain’t even wanna walk like
And your tongue don’t work
How you form a word or sentence?
So I don’t wanna talk
When I can’t be living
Fillin out this sentence (period)
And if I leave my room
Then I won’t think bout you
I wanna take you through
Another perfect loop
Everything I’m scared of
Been breaking through the glass
(Talk for a minute now)
Starin at my ceiling now
Is wakin up my past
Everything I’m scared of
Been takin different paths
(Talk for a minute now)
Starin at my ceiling now
Is wakin up my past
Talk for a minute now
Talk for a minute
Anxiety and fear been taking over me
Twiddling my thumbs and staying hopelessly
Devoted to my self interests priorities
My potency is roped in loathing my potential
Splitting hairs cut in my mental
God won’t represent a man like me
One who treats his friends and family
Like sacrificial lambs
God I am
Hopeless as a tested man
Job won’t know it
Ibrahim’s ghost resting as I clamber
God won’t help me break these patterns
Can I break them alone?
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7. |
I Think I'm A Bad Person
03:15
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I can’t make nothing right
Lose control and lose my pride
I know where I’m meant to be
Dead
Plan accordingly mentally
Writin letters to my friends, family
Apologies bountiful but not full or fruitful
Useful as I am I’m still tired and every day I wake up smiling got me feeling like a liar
Preposterous prior to the pot I just opted with
Fire up joints just to keep my points higher
Mockin me, nonstop
My mirror’s just an enemy
Locked off from a world
That I thought I was owed
But I caught myself
Down this rabbit hole too long
Im like Alice when I wonder man
Thinking I could have a palace in a wonderland
Opening my eyes brings me back mentally
Cuz my mirrors just an enemy
And I know where I’m meant to be
I think I’m worse off than you say
I can’t admit that I’m afraid
I broke too many folks in my day
Im just a kid
And hold close to my brain
All the things that I did
All the things that I did
I’m a liar I take shots
Using guilt to inspire hold my feelings in front of they noses
God knows that the closest I got to real honesty
Was a pot full of roses
And now they shaking they heads at me
And I’m breaking my neck laughing
Think I’ll make it to next cuz I’ve seen it before you can get at me
My life I just spent acting
I still fall in the same patterns
I can’t change all my fake manners
I’m an asshole forever so take care
I’ll just fake answers
Patterns
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Make a beat with an instagram sample
Pick and choose what I want and grab and handful
If imma steal imma keep it classy
Like my handprint up on her asscheek
Breaking walls nonstop
I’m the kool aid man (oh yea)
Who you think that you’re fooling
With that juul in your hand?
Only cool way to smoke is with a cigarette
Minutes clock was turning round like regret
Shit I was buzzin cuz my answers wrong
Ears were ringing so I felt correct
Kissin on my neck
Whisper nothing cuz she long gone
Can’t decide if I’m upset
Do some dirty ass shit make her pray after
But I’m agnostic so she said I lost it
Hands up on my chest playing chopsticks
I’m impressed that you were honest
Don’t love
‘Less you can handle the consequence
I must
Confess I was toxic , defensive
Up front
Giving yourself all the blame
This was my fault
It was my fault
I’m like a different breed of asshole
Obsessing over stature and status
And my heart beating fast all dramatic like
When I picture times I only had a mattress I-I-I
Was sleeping on that futon too long
Droppin hints that she was over it
Popping off on me
Give me shit before she top me off then ignore me
Glad that I finally made a choice for me
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9. |
Halfway Hoping
03:56
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I been thinking bout the past
Shit I’ll admit that I been thinking bout it often
On and off my thoughts keep switching til I’m lost in em
Build my bridges won’t be crossing em
If I was popular I’d rock on em
I been thinking bout the future lately
Breaking through my lazy crafts and shaping pacts to prove I’m crazy
Seeing different paths I’d take different dialogues and phrases
Different thoughts and different love languages
Fame would make me
Take a pause you ain’t ready for God
In the belly of the beast breakin jaws
Shakin hands with a devil got a grin wider than my interest in your conversation
I been getting motion sick again
If I’m a passenger I’m losing it
If I get a bottle I’m abusin it
My fuse is lit
Tick tick tick down for a minute
I’ve been halfway hoping
Taken off when I float
I’ll take it all when I know
Break and fall when I slow
I’ve been halfway hoping
Maybe you would know
When it’s gone could we grow
Even if it’s slow
I been hopin for a better world
That shit is long behind me
If shit gets better then I’d be surprised
I been watching every thing I love fall apart right before my eyes
And everyone I know is victim to the enterprise
Masked behind disguises of success
See the smiles over lies
And I’m a culprit too
Go against what I believe in to survive
I’m human too I recognize I make mistakes
But I can’t help but blame me for more than I can see
Feel like a villain and a hero combined
At least that’s my fantasy
Flippin quotes beneath the canopy
Claiming what I never wrote panicking
I can’t fight no better
And I can’t write no better rhetoric
Except regretful kind that victimize myself
Can I believe what I believe if I succeed within a broken system?
Shit I can hope but that won’t fix it
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10. |
Rescue
02:53
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Wild hands on my jawline
Don't tempt me more than I'd like
Finding solace in the bright light
First rescue comes and I might
Run
Get away
Get away
Get away
Far as god allows imma get away
I can’t see my fuckin face through these eyes
Playin circus wouldn’t make me surprised
You got me feeling like I lost all control
And I can’t handle this clown shit no more
I hate myself because of how I feel
That’s on every motherfucker takin turns on my wheel
And I won’t take a breath without a lighter first
I’ll make you breath this smoke with me if you don’t tire first
Wild hands on my jawline
Don't tempt me more than I'd like
Finding solace in the bright light
First rescue comes and I might
Run
Get away
Get away
Get away
Far as god allows imma get away
Tryna make patterns fun
Tryna make patterns fun
Tryna take back my love
Tryna take back it all
Tryna make patterns fun
Tryna make patterns fun
Tryna make stacks in ones
Tryna take back it all
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11. |
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I’m not alone
I won’t
I can’t take it
Places I been
Shaking me
I’m breakin
Take me away now
I ain’t enough
The clouds’ll
Break open
Feel like
I’m always
Losin my focus
Stars don’t sound so bad right now
Build me a transport to the stars
Maybe there I’ll be enough
I’m not scared of nothing
Anymore
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