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Closer

Cyhi the Pryncehuatong
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That's how strong.

I'll be lovin' you, baby

Two of my brothers, it ain't too late to go together.

Yeah.

huh this flow deserving kevin loves this she can't help but touch you like a pedophile

My people say I stressed them out, so I left the house.

Now I'm running the streets with some Detroit players.

Running laps around you niggas, I'm on my seventh mile.

A special child with some things I need to reconcile.

So Dale Young got my rap name from selling loud.

Cause I got a ring to it like a wedding vow.

I grew up stealing money out my mama purse.

Now I'm buying everything I promised her.

She don't want nothing else on this earth but see her son in church.

But just the night before.

We was robbin' and runnin' work.

Bought a onion first, so nothing more than a hundred worth.

But rather under the undershirt if you wanna lurk.

Had money on my head.

Some niggas wanna murk.

I used to roll my tummy like my stomach hurt.

Cause I hate the place I'm in.

I don't even feel safe with friends.

My life is too stressful to bring a baby in.

If you're not about the mission, can't be my lady then.

Relationships can get kinda rocky, my Adrian Especially when it's your night at the Apollo

I'm Mike Baschiata, Picasso, talking to Pablo, FaceTiming from Corosha.

He said, Sahab, be patient.

Go for it.

Go for it.

side high huh my partner rob peter cause the old palm snub

The revolver got a nose job.

I used to talk to the plug.

Long distance.

Her echoes cause they was listening.

Damn, that was a close call.

Can't doze off.

The cousin asleep.

Be sure to get you.

Beam on the pistol.

When I draw, you know it's stipple.

Nigga, switch sides.

Your pot is above the rim.

You ever been in the middle of praying on some niggas?

Hoping the Lord forgive you?

If I don't go ten times platinum, I'm the closest thing to diamond with Ramin Sosorsky crystals.

Huh.

I'm not here for the shits and giggles Tell my sisters that I'm almost home I hit a triple, got called for traveling Cause I was trying to make it double Stayed at the brick house, but was funny This shit was stuckle, hurt to see my class wall

And I ain't get to graduate.

My parents washed their hands with me.

Like before you grab a plate.

I was on punishment.

Still coming in after eight.

The belt don't hurt no more.

She could tell when she looked at my face.

I was a castaway.

Had to learn how to navigate.

Through the alleyways.

They'll pull up on you the Cali way.

I did some shit I can't elaborate Tried to serve some niggas, they ain't know that was my last mistake And Satan, I know I'm one of your favorite soldiers

But I can't help you no more.

Because me and Christ is getting closer.

Yeah.

To all my brothers, it ain't too late to go together.

Two of my brothers, it ain't too late to come together.

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