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American Me The Fire

up, I needed you from the deep inside. I knew I needed you. Help me through this. I'm on my my knees dying to hold you. Break me down. You're my weakness

funeral Your body is traced in chalk but the weather will wear that away Look you in the eye and said nothing, began firing This is where you fucking die Said nothing, Began firing

I need y'all to hear me out there Can y'all hear me out there? Through blocks and boroughs, cops is plottin' Snakes slither while hustlers chop they

them 30, 30s You can be a hell of an elephant, nigga You ain't gotta be intelligent to see that's irrelevant, nigga Size and shit when they firing clips

million people took it Look at me, you outta your jurisdiction now ya lookin' stupid Officer, get off me sir Don't make me call L.A. he'll have ya walking

tryna to land a plane baby are you really gain back to the future me and Wiz got this thing sayin? [Chorus - Wiz Khalifa] I stay high while ya?ll stay low tryna tell me

Ice cream conversations, they all want the scoop You shut that motherfucker down, down, down, oh yeah (Yes, indeed, you shut it down, down, Drizzy, the American dream) Shooting stars all around her, fire

how you will, house up on the hill Rides with big wheels, it's they worst nightmare Gimme mines right here, dark skin, curly hair Soul man, African-American

try and make somebody quiet For the bullshit they done to me Gangsta Nip, Spice 1 or 2Pac never gave a gun to me So gangsta rap ain't done shit for that