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They
wanna
know
how
I
break
bread
without
the
cutlery
The
cu
de
gra
is
they
still
scratching
to
get
close
to
me
I'm
hoping
that
my
dreams
are
how
it's
really
supposed
to
be
Spaceship
in
my
drivethru
under
upholstery
I
got
no
heart
after
Losing
who
meant
the
most
of
me
The
tables
turned
you
birds
roasting
rotisserie
Lucky
I
got
some
morals
I
could
make
you
a
enemy
Them
same
crickets
that
chirped
through
my
unfortunate
events
went
jimney
now
they
Tryna
play
kin
to
me
now
I'm
bringing
in
benjimins
no
Before
we
kick
it
you'll
catch
me
swallowing
cinnamon
I
ain't
who
u
been
dealing
with
come
correct
or
dont
come
at
all
That's
what
she
told
me
after
getting
her
new
wig
installed
I
feel
like
Adam
when
he
said
"eve
where
u
get
that
from"
Backstabbers
in
yo
circle
where
u
meet
them
bums
Ion
show
up
where
it's
haters
at
but
to
each
it's
own
Y'all
like
to
pop
out
and
been
seen
id
rather
be
vlone
You
buy
designer
for
the
scene
I
rock
that
shit
at
home
Grow
op
busting
out
the
seams,
closet
lined
with
clones
Ph
balanced
6.3
I'm
flying
out
to
Rome
I'll
be
back
in
about
a
week
to
a
pot
of
gold
Pockets
lined
with
the
deceased
Was
a
fool
to
think
something
that's
man
made
would
bring
peace
You
gotta
know
to
stack
paper
you
gon
have
to
stack
receipts
Boys
and
girls
scared
money
don't
do
nothing
but
deplete
I
ain't
got
a
say
a
thing,
she
intrigued
by
the
mystique
And
I'm
the
only
motherfucka
on
that
lease
so
if
push
come
shove
It
won't
be
me
on
them
streets
I
talk
reckless
and
repeat
motherfucka
oh
yeah
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