Pocket racked up all big faces
Of potential cases
Return of the king of flow
Maybe we just need to slow
Cause if you run the light
Out of mind out of sight
There ain't no genie jars to grant what your petty wishes are
I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star
Who trill as me, roll two of tree
Thoughts of immortality
Feeling, of appealing
I do the right thing
Of being of always getting wired
I woke up screaming, fuck the world
Say a grown man can separate lust from love
Of which im not exactly proud of,
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