By a few significant figures im bigger i litter
Filters that I'm tipping the spliff w
Extended the feeling but clipping the memory
I do too much to these niggas self image
To get to they sympathy
Bruise too many hubris gooey grins when I slip
So I might clown w these niggas but ion count w these niggas
Was in and out w they zips since we laid down towels for sniffing pits
Counting clouds on my Christmas list
Hosting crowds ion get to sit
I'm a hound or a hypnotist all about how u listening
Certain from the line
Everything a dollar urgent turning on a dime
Below the bottom line it hurt but learned the worth of trying
All but made good on my time whether was personal or not
Lay a finger and they surgical they heard of you or not
Got the people and the word and a few murderers on my side
Jus had come from otherside my blood had curdled heard her cry
She had jus lost her own best friend while im realizing she mine
Nothing certain rule of life
Tryna co-write another but like who gon coincide
When my path start getting narrow u gotta choose ima go mine
Why u left me all alone we coulda got there in a line
We gotta got there in the time
It was jus me sco ahmir n snow my twin n then Mekhi
I done shown my heart of gold gon end up stolen from the shine
Why you left me all alone we coulda got there in a line
We coulda got there in the time
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