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Yeah, Let the sun Let the sun Let the sun Let motherf**kin' sun Let the sun Let the sun Let the sun Roll a pack of stress just to stretch the weapon Ancestors in my flesh like norepinephrine Or a levy, stretched my presence to a nest to rest in, n***a Knowledge born, college scorned deflecting questions About the messaging, headdress like the medicine man It's probably better I'm on bed rest I've been stretching my hands Chasing that ledger, had to listen to my body a bit Back in the 90s Clydesdale I fail My Bonnie'll fix it Aplomb but starving I calm my carbine to spark it I'm itching I played the cards that y'all discarded it's hard not to reiterate Visine hygiened eyes is on me now it's harder to imitate I seen n***as get different when the brag got expensiver I mean n***as been crooked but the bag say defenestrate Nineteen ellipses lived in my memories different from what I seen just off my mental state and pills that wasn't even my scene I'm in your lane and mine, flaming blindness, blame my highbeams Times arrow marching on My marrow on my song Hezekiah gotta die, the pious, the treacherous, and the otherwise Emptied out my pockets and stomach to hold b***erflies Smile but holding trust just with my brothers no other guys Timing making blunders lifelong Lies make each other climb I huff cause my summit high I'll be right up amongst the skies in nine puffs of this musty lye Timing made my other cry Stymied by her flooded eye Snuggled in the junction between covering and bussing eyes Months since I've been in love, she was screaming it the other night Inspiration, 'Lenciaga runners in my brother size In a nation where n***as patient for love but run for pride In a nation where n***as facing no funds or lust to die Out of surgery, no medication pain was just unconscionable I needed vacation back to Charlotte just to get my lungs to rise My spirit of attrition customized, b***er Wrist ain't getting twist for sh*t but rubbing eyes, sun'll shine Ayy diecinueve the paper made me this way baby We ain't playing kayfabing or faking Believe me I'm keeping my face in labia eighths or complaints Believe me Ayo believe me I'm making a play I'm creasing up Franklin face I leave her with babies to the face and a leaflet, Makeba and Ture Believe me Believe me don't miss what is next I cleave through that pressure Can't rest or leave without snipping the net Feet fetish sniffing out checks We got a fifth of the best At least bout whipful of cess A treeful of stems for the kettle Believe me I'm built for the weather Believe me Ayo Believe me Ayo bulimic I'm throwing up just believe me This ain't lean that we pouring up just believe me Ayo believe me (Yea, that's it) Let the sun Let the sun Let the sun Let the sun Let the sun Let the sun Let the sun Let the sun Let the sun
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