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moonlight

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Standards (prod. GYPTXVN)

Take Risks

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The Struggle, The Shyne

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erosion of da light (interlude)

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Lyrics:

Bristow Station with the guys, we just signed the lease,
We like DJ Khaled  they don’t want us to win, but we got the keys.
Tryna figure out what it means to be me,
Is self-love the thing that’ll make me feel free?

Chasing a high chasing a girl
Don’t know why she’s my world
I can’t lie feelings swirl 
Look into my eyes at night we live nocturnal 


Sun’s out  can’t lie, feel like the man,
Hit the gun range with the homies, we was shooting cans.
Bam, bam, bam  that’s the devil knocking on the door,
Can’t be scared, stay straight-faced like I’m Edgar Stan.

Mind’s so tired, like it hit a lift,
Sometimes it’s a liar, telling me that I don’t fit.
Lord, take me through the fire, then take me through the water,
Wash me of my sin looking at my Father, inspired, I see that I am Him.

The necks of the slaves had chains, they felt so heavy,
We still wear chains on our necks today, curses still steady.
Both chains oppression heavy, both can be deadly,

Papadopoulis
Bitch I got a lot of hits
Line me up with anyone, and ima top the list
Paparazzi on the crib
Illuminati body kid
I’m chopping all my ties, just like Ostopolitik

Ostriches the way they necks all on my shit
Whose thotties follow him
My potty talking lips 
I chide I’ll be remiss
But I’m never gonna zip
Ancestors died for this
Planned measures for my wins
Like Rus uranium

Softly cooing black birds, on the black top
It was matchbox, but now we mascots
They can not match my energy, the envy draw the mask off
We never did it perfect, but always we moved with mad sauce 

Tidal waves when she on my skin
Like Apollo mission, time was spent
Zillow stalking rent
Pillow talking, Johnny Walker red
It got to my head, it got to her head
We broken, bloody bled, it could never mend
But we were good and fed and certain signs were red
Regardless time was spent
And by devils we weren’t led
There were demons in that bed
Had find a way to cleanse
Sometimes that means an end
6 days and then I rest
Now I’m cuffed up with the bread
My homies and my friends
This life will never end 
This life will never end
This life will never end

Take Risks

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