It says "until i met a baddie who loves me unconditionally"

MorninMothaFuccas-StillBars4u

4.LYDD

(An ode to thee and those streets) -[FREE] Isaiah Rashad Type Beat - 100 Proof (Prod. By Donato) - YouTube


(Loving you)Dearly darlin


(Loving u) dearly

Departed


are u lyin or are u 

mother fuckin lion hearted

From the jump I need a jump

Cuz my fucking heart ain’t starting


What the fuck u like to fuck

Who the fucks room is this marvins

Nah but a pornstar used to live in this apartment


3rd room vibes 

I was feelin shroom high

But it was just

 me u 

Andddddd

A sober mind


Rainbow lines

To the other side

That’s where

 wed align

Ok 

always knew one day

Buut  in broad day

 in fuckin Long Beach ?

On fuckin broadway?

That’s where u gon say 

that u only want me?

Fuc it up

Fuc it up

Fuc it up 

Fuc it up

 bebehhh

Ayee 

Ayee

Fuc it up fuc it up bebehhh

In


Long beach

on

Broadway

On a

Long beach (like the ocean one tho)

in

Broad day


Know iits yo own ass fault

ass all up on the asphalt

If I go out in this bar

Shit

There will be no last call


Last call

 late call 

its okay 



Damn that gave me life quic

U the one I live for

I know u see

 that i got nothin

How the fuck

Am i givin more



What the fuck is love

Bitch I need a how to


Nah what I

 really need

 to know is

What the fuck

 that mouf dooo


Tried to calm down

but

Not enough

  to count toooo


Shit well if u down 

Know I’m 

muh fuckin down too


Shit well since u around

Know I’m down for a round 2


I just want u round

And for me to be around u

All we do is laugh

Laugh and show love


Look into your eyes 

Where the fuck u from


Are u really real?

In this life

This love 

Is all that i can feel



Should we end before we begin

so our shit can never end?

Damn this world it fuckin spins 

sunshine enters in

What is a new day

whatever

Just  fuc it up beh behhh

Fuckkk it uppp behh behh


What the fuck is love?

It’s pianos in the garden

Damn my g 

That existance is kinda distant

aye in case it rains

Should I at least bring the harp in

Why do you even listen

Do U care 

how u hearkin

And your hearts kin

So dear so dear to me

I love you dearly darling


With you i have everything

So when you go 

There goes everything


Plotholes baby plotholes baby there are plotholes in our garden


There is life and there is art

Live this life and play my part

I must give and thats my art

When u give give from the heart

In this life don’t play my heart

I exist in this bitch

Must have something to show 

For existence in this bitch

Even if this existence

 is so brief



Loving you 

So easily



Give u daps, got ur backs, show u peace show u love 

 Its coming  back in forms of slaps, candled waxxxx

Yousa thug


Give u daps, got ur backs, show u peace show u love 

 Its coming  back in forms of slaps, beats and waxxxx

And you above



K(No)w

You

keep

my

he/art

bumpin


If he don’t exist in this bitch it’s just art

Defibrillator on my chest call it push to start

Check out 

Wall arts

no shopping cart


Check out 

No shopping cart


K(No)w

You

Are 

my

Heart

Pianos in the Garden

FucAFlex
Done Did It Birdie bands- aka fuck a flex


Fuck a flex

Fuc it

need no diamonds dancin on my neck

Don want it

Inhale exhale ses out of my chest

I love it

Bitch dont give me dap just give me checks

I want it


Check 

check

Check

check


Check yo ass up off my check list

Diamonds Dancin to my shit but not on my wrist

Watch

Damn u move zero i move a zip 

 loc

Damn u move shit slow i move it quic

Iss hot

Thats 

it


Whats next


When it comes to this life I feel no stress

ayee

Who this baddie baddie on my text

aye

What u tryna fuck

 the answers 

Yes 

Yes

Yes



No I dont give a fuck about your flex

No I dont give a fuck about your x

Ima level up its all a test

Ayo fuck this life i need no stress

Ayo its just life dont get depressed

Damn they say u got it

Bitch i guess

Way this shit is hittin  u

U 

u perplexed


Yea they wanna see it

 Butttttt

But

whatt



Fuck a flex

U could show me love or send a hex 

It dont really matter what happens next

Who dis baddie baddie On my text

Shordie bad as fuk she triple

X 

X

X


Fuck a flex

thou who really wit it we got next

Ima get it get get no rest

Ima get it get it you know the rest

Get it til i die

I die gresss

Rest



In peace

future deceased

Now im all

alone

In these streets



Fuck a flex

Is this shit a hex or am blessed’

thoughtss

Yall aint really ready but im set

hike

Aint no love from my city or my set

Yikes  (like the jay z and jay z - kanye songs)


customs on my feet mother fuc the nikes





Watch me spin it spin it spin the recs

back

Tires spinnin spinnin wit no wreckss

slaps

im

Ridin wit it solo

Im repressed

I laugh



Buy one get one bitch im movin bogo’s

I make up my own mind fuck what u know

Every minds a universe

As u know

Miss me wit that shit i hit the juke

On em

juke mode



Move weight like cargo 

But where my car go

Fuck if i know

Get fucked for life ho

Til my eyes closed

Smell like green at the blue note

Just to stay a float

Fuck my crew go

Last one Out like uno

But we all go out no doubt

As  you know

First one out that i know

drove in a 

Yugo

So i

Move like a yugo

That means i move slow

Bout 22 in a 2 doe

Heres a tip tho

Fuck what u know

Ima dip bro

Dip like diplo

Cuz i lay low

When my zip

0

Blow the last 0

That means its 

No mo

Somewher Portaled deep deep i  san diego

I was pumpin gas  i couldnt text back ho


I was pumpin gas at the texacoo

Ayo just say less

 just say less no more

Text 

Text text

Text 

text

Better text a ho

I was pumpin gas i couldnt text back tho


He a fuc boi he dont give a fuc 

It aint that tho i was out of touch 

What the fuc boi 

You cant hit us up boi

I was outta touch

 so we lost touch



shitt im jus tryna 

lay lowwwwww

My bad we cant speak 

no moooo



Shit im just tryna layy loww

Im In the trap i cant text a hooo

Dont pump gas by ur cell phone

I lay low so shit dont blow


Im just trien lay lowww

Cuz i cant talk we don talk no mo

 im just tryna lay lowww

I aint disappear 

I just cant text no mo

Baby i am here

But dont hit my phone


Baby if i tap they gon tap my phone

Fuc that shit i need be aloneee

Fuc that shit aye fuc a phonee

Dont pump gas by ur cell phone


Thas y i dont pump gas

 or have a phone no mo


Fuck fuck this trap and fuck these hos


And now back to your regularly scheduled programming live from flexaco city

Somewhere portaled to san diego

FucAFlex- Trap Farm Records

Each and every step
Is a flex
In my duckling slips

Never can i fall
 can i slip
 When i do me bitch
Each and every step
 was a flex
 in my duckling slips slip slil slipppsss

Each and every step
Is a flex
In my duckling slips
I don't give a fuc
 nor a shit
Watch me do me bish

Each and every step 
is a flex in my duckling 
slip sluppppss
Slips
slip


Never catch me slip 
in my slips
Make that flip
 quic

Back up on my shit
On my shit
On my buhh shitt

In and out of shit
 fuc that shit
 it was bull shit shit sgit shit sheiiittt

Wetty as i dip
Wetty be da drip
Wetty as fuc
 Steqdy as i roll
Steady as it go
 so u kno
In ya soul
That no
Wetty ain
 gon slip slip slip slio


All i see is lights
Up all night
Bish i
Never slept

Me and u
On site
Felt too right
So we neva left

Each andcevery step was a flex
 in the duckling slips
Slips
slips

Rip to fresh
Be too fresh
Be too fucking frsh

Every single breath
Every ex
Is a fuccin flex
Each and every step
Every breath
Was a uh 
Was a a uh

Each and every step is  flex 
In the flesh
Lowkey fuck a flex
Who do i need to impress


In and out dis bish 
Like I'm in and out of buhhshittt
Sheiiiitttt
But

Never will I trip
Trip
About the bull shit
Sheitttt

Stop in for a bit
Cuz the music hit (hitttttt)
Fuc it 
stay
 n light 
my shit
Cuz dey fuccin 
like my shit

Had to take a dip on my trip
Water colors
 in the sea 
Ill be bac in a min
What are colors that u see

Aye wassup wit u and me
Cuz maybe
Its all ive been
 thinking about lately

Steadys how it went 

When i was on my trip
Fuc it
 make a quic flip
I dip u dip we dip

Never can i slip
 bish fuc that shiit shit
but
 anyone could get it

So diii
 Iipp

In and Out
Da 
whip
Da whip, da whip


Steady as i whip
Steady is my drip

(drop)

Steady how it go
 Thas
Thas how i roll
Thas how it go
it fuckin went
Where my whip just go
The fuc i parc that shit


Damn dey stole my whip Damn man someone stole the van
Fuc that shit i dont give a dam
Fuck it i dont give a shit

In and out da whip
 fuc dat whip
 issa rental bitch
Aye
Fuck that shit
Fuc this shit 
Life’s a rental bitch


Ok steady how it goes
and 
Ok steadys how it went

On my dip my descent
Momentum off the crescent
Each and every single 
 day is such a 
fuckinblessin
The fuc
 y the fuc
 were we even stressin
Perceptions of failures
False impressions
 can be real lessons


Steady as it can go was how it went on my trip
Im a hustla bitxh move a  zip file or a zip 
Pack it up send it
Thas all thas it
Ayeee

Thought u knew me best
Thought u knew me best
Thought u knew me bish


The block is hot and there is no ceiling fan
I pop my gloc at the glass cielin fam
It all came down it was shatterin
How u get so lazy
I don't give a shit bitch fuc u pay me

Follow follow me follow me now what the fuc

I see shordie over there so i say wassip
Aint no necklace on my nec but still  wanna fuc



What the fuccc

U still tryna fuccc



Steady how i roll
Eyes on the road
Every where i go
Everywhere i roam
When i make it bac 
To my trap
Well
My trap feel like my home
Yea my trap feel like homeee

Time to make this trap a home
Pull the weeds plant some clones

Time to make this trap a home
Pull the weeds plant some clones

Welcome welcome welcome yea come on in
Please whipe ur feet and don't mind the bins
No need to contaminate the mycelium


Theres no fan
On the 
Fucking 
Cielin
Fam

The block is hot i see glass ceilings
And
I pop my gloc at the glass cielin fan


False impressions
Can be real lessons

Fuc y the fuc were we even stressinnn

DucklingSlipps- Trap Farm Records

"oh shit
bitch im ocean" x3

me i had to dip i took a dip in the ocean
its a fast life live your shit in slow motion x2

"floatin bit im floatin bit im floatin
strokin bit
im strokin 
bit im strokin

soakin bit im soakin bit im soakin"
yea.... you got it now...

Bitch Im Ocean- Trap Ocean Records

"been with the shits
hitin my goals
fuc what you thought fuc what you know"

"Liam Nissan... IDGAF about your Nissan"

Liam Nissan - Trap Farm Records

I was running out of space on my cloud drive

"without your love bit where would I be? I'm on the court putting up 3s', aint no support they need double team. Ain't no support  quintuple team"

that's 5 on 1, that means they all on me, that means whole team is guarding me...!

Without Your Love- Trap Farm Records

I'ts valid a certified baddieee, on that fad ass roll a faddie

Valid Shordies- Trap Farm Records

I’m whipping no kitchen u bitchin
I’m whipping no kitchen u bitchin
My bad to my bitch
My bad to my bitch
When I was trippin

How you so mad
Had you so different
how you so different
How am I bad
What am I missing 

Missin that bag
And all that I’ve  given
All of my heart (art)
All my ambition
Since
we dont talk
We just listen 
Thers
Fragments of you
All in my system


How I’m llivin
 no kitchen u bitchin 
ain’t got shit
 but I stil come visit
 give a lifetime 
All of my time

to you for a minute

Gaveanything
Give everything
 and 
I’m not committed ?

You know I’m wit it

I just know u from a single day
I can feel you from miles away
I just know you in a simple way
I just need you like everyday
I just need you in every way 
I just need you but it’s okay
I just need you if that’s the case
need to hear the things you say 
Understand your mind always
Walk around yo mind some day
Wonder what I’ll find today
Damn u lookin fine today
Fuc it up head go and slay
Fuc it up head go and slay

Is what it is
I 
Say what I say
Understand
Your mine some day
Is what it is
 Say what I say
I hope that we
 can find a way
Hand holding mine someday

Hand holding 
Mine someday
Walk around 
Your mind someday
Understand you finally

I’m whipping no kitchen u bitchin
I’m whipping no kitchen u bitchin
Grow my own shit but I ain’t gon flip it
Grow my own shit but don’t flip it

Had to say bye to my bitch today
Fucked shit up in a major way
Had to say bye to my bitch today 
It’s all good ya it’s okay
Tomorrow be better than yesterday
It’s all good it’s just a day
Fuck shit up in a major way 
Need to hear the things you say
Its okay im here to stay 

When I go I get away
Hope u hit a lic today
Fuc shut up but it’s okay
Always love you anyways

Your Mind Someday

art weed and

ok this one is hittin
a lil bit differennn

Bitches Love Brunch

Rambling collection of thoughts and feelings at a specific moment in life tastefully paired and layered over a low quality beat made out of an outkast sample

its 
ya 
boiiiyyyyy

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