Late night thoughts of a dream land
Late night walks, I'mma G man
I say fuck that order
Bitch that's not your corner
I drink blood like water
Least that's what I taught her
Twenty-five days left now and I've come to realize that I'm close to the red line

I want you...

Fake ass friends and they all wanna talk and they all want something
Place that pan on a white toed tan bitch give me something
I like pain
I hate fame
You my main
We the same
Life's a game
All this rain
Yeah, yeah

I might die for the things I did
I can't try take away my sin
I've seen cash and I've seen my past
6 feet down cause I chase that ass

And I promise that my body move slow
Got nowhere to go
My mental be low
I'm left all alone
To die in the cold
And fuck all the shining
It's all about timing

I want you...

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