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Lyrics

It’s the preacher kid, been dabbling in the sinning life
Lord help me, 
I’ve dabbled in unhealthy type
Habits in pursuit of becoming wealthy I’m Obie Trice
HIp hops gem I’m making the new rappers delight
At it 7 years I’m battling with the fight or flight
After 10 beers I’m spitting scripture I may be christ
Sitting here thinking it’s worth it cuz shit I might be nice
Yeah baby yo hoeness deleted just come sit it in rice
Sit it in my lap soon after we go our separate ways/
I been in the field all week n we just run different plays/
Ah this thing here foresight, is just a different gaze/
Off the slave ship but really it’s just a different cage/
Last year was the last year I’m being humble/
Been an OutKast quiet as mumbling in a jungle/

Gotta a few road blocks I’ve stumbled on I’ve fumbled bags/
Anna Wintour all summer I make the Prada mad/
Congress in a stimulus season I spent the winter plain/
Ian with a finsta account I had to share the pain/

All these fake Patriots crying thinking they Robert Craft/
Wishing I grew up in the 80’s I’d give a brick a bath/
Paul pierce throwback I figure I’ll give legit a stab/
Feel like they can tell when you healing and wanna peel the scab/
I call her a bitch and she tell me I resemble my dad/
I was just dividing her legs now I’m looking to add/

Hurt people always seem to hurt people n shit
Hurt people always seem to hurt people n shit

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Hurt People

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GRAMMY

Liquorice

Liquorice (feat. ARDN)

Lyrics

Wonder can I fit a pistol in Rick shoes?
give me third sight E.S.P in Bristol
farm systems aint working
dont care for baby words, she keep that thang pokin'
won't call her trophy wife, just not a bad token
Ive tried to piece myself together but remain broken
tried to be louder bout my life but see im soft spoken
haven't had kids cuz we at war and see I aint Trojan
300 Spartans at ya door turn you to Josh Rosen
You See L.A could be a Blxst if you the one Chosen
highs we be microdosin
refreshing just stick ya nose in
Im thinking settle down, it might not be for me tho 
thought I had mind control on bitches turns out they Magneto
nothin forever lasts but please don't cut my time short
puzzled how depression keeps kicking down my minds fort
Jodie caught Rodney slipping
wonder if he prayed like Christians 
luck worse than Baudelaires can't stop a man on a mission
man on the move 
could go to man on the news
horny for wealth so im demanding the nudes
walked Deaths Valley til it was holes in my shoes
1k put bout 20 holes in them dudes 
and that was just a Monday
body was tan from the suns ray
noticing passing cars like im reversed on a one way
aint shit been black and white looked to the sky and its all grey
Bible On Dash on a Sunday all in the name of Gunplay
im thinking settle down but women I love are reflections
pulling a me on me my mental can't handle Inception
barely handle rejection
you don't see me calling you
all my passive aggression got you penning articles 
and me penning my pain
hitting knee spins in the rain
aint too proud to beg it aint no shame In shame
and no gain in game
tonight you might end up a stain
could call me plenty names
but never a lame

Lately

ARISTOTLE

langostino

I Know NIGO!

Come On, Let's Go

TIL THE MORNING

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Lyrics
Riding wit a suicidal click
I been disrespectful since a jit 
Far from perfect that I must admit
Tell ya folks to ease up off the dick

Tell ya ma I love her least I’m trying
I been toxic least since 99’
Made up texts I told you bitches lying 
Piece of shit I told you quit the crying

Water works don’t work I’m from the turf
Alien don’t think I’m from the earth
Get it out the mud or outcha purse 
Kendrick cousin told you we was cursed

BUSY be the Army get the nurse
Fuck the love I’m in it for the perks 
Fuck the drugs I’m high as 50 percs 
Going bad I’ll try it if it works 


Now if the chain on ya neck cost 4 keys
You gone need more than the police
Ask Wat U Sed like Doechii
You ain’t gotta ask niggas know me!

Look I get madder than mad get
Light it and pass it
Blame me for heartaches I love me a ratchet
Who be holding the ratchet 
Bank account is a mattress 
Go for hoes cuz I’m mad cis
Peeped the game from my sisters you hate me why? Ask sis
Got a few things to address 
See I know how to hurt em just limit they access

No ma’am 
That’s no Gram
Tinted whip down payment like 4 grand
So ho hum cuz we can’t hold hands
We ain’t kin, ain’t homies,ain’t no fam

MR.PERFECT

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A simple music producer who goes by the name 'Static Refuge'

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