Curfew

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Slizzy

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Yeah, ayy
It's just like, uh
She's getting tight
Yeah, that's another fight
Should've just let her win
Thinking in the hindsight
I can't even hear her over all the trains passing at night
I told her to hit the sack cuz it's just been a long night, yeah
Ayy, she ain't right
Thinking from that frame of mind
How the f*ck do I blow up if I'm not staying up all night
She swears havin ambitions is like the world's worst kinda crime
Freedom, Money, bitches is my focus so I keep my grind, yeah
Ayy, till I hit, and errybody know about the cash I get
Promise yall Odyssey is next
Word to my side and my niggas from sixth
Office hours, shit was way too lit
Swear these opps stay on my dick
Left, right, weave, push up, then sits
Bed at 2, back up at 6
Couldn't record, I've been way too sick
Niggas still asking bout office links
Too many crips stay by my ends
Shame it's the niggas I grew up with
And I ain't mean that shit to offend
Last night, I left the office 'round 10
She still calling and pressing my friends
Then they hit my line and warn me like
She's getting tight
Yeah, that's another fight
Should've just let her win
Thinking in the hindsight
I can't even hear her over all the trains passing at night
I told her to hit the sack cuz it's just been a long night, yeah
Ayy, she ain't right
Thinking from that frame of mind
How the f*ck do I blow up if I'm not staying up all night
She swears havin ambitions is like the world's worst kinda crime
Freedom, Money, bitches is my focus so I keep my grind, yeah
She starts as soon as I open the door
I was producin this shit till 4
I just copped the acoustic pads
We just need a booth, redo the floor
Sheezy just got a whip, ain't no ford
I'm about to bop, pass the aux cord
Clout goin up man I need more
These raps, I write them from my core
January 1st, first track of the year
This is just the start, had to make that shit clear
Think I smell jealousy in the air
Something like that and it's mixed with fear
Smell that shit on too many niggas lately
Better keep yall shots on safety
Please fellas, yall don't wanna try and play me
Niggas really Yung and smooth like Gravy
Pocket's ain't buzzing, but my phone's going off
I really just can't catch a break at all
All this other shit I had on my mind
Deadass, I lost track of time
30 texts, and missed calls : about 9
I would've hit you back and I was still tryin’
When I say that, she swear I’m lyin’
Now she tryna find out what else I'm hidin' like
Uh, She's getting tight
Yeah, that's another fight
Should've just let her win
Thinking in the hindsight
I can't even hear her over all the trains passing at night
I told her to hit the sack cuz it's just been a long night, yeah
Ayy, she ain't right
Thinking from that frame of mind
How the f*ck do I blow up if I'm not staying up all night
She swears havin ambitions is like the world's worst kinda crime
Freedom, Money, bitches is my focus so I keep my grind, yeah

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