Drugs (feat. NLB Rarri)

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Creedo

In Christian liturgy, the credo (Latin: [ˈkɾeːdoː]; Latin for "I believe") is the Nicene-Constantinopolitan Creed – or its shorter version, the Apostles' Creed – in the Mass, either as a prayer, a spoken text, or sung as Gregorian chant or other musical settings of the Mass. more »

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She get on my damn nerves I'm too toxic for her
All this pain in her heart she taste like pain pills
I know you use to running games but it ain't no games here
I know some things are bound to change but it ain't same here
Why can't we work this out
The worst thing I ever did was let you in
Now you showing sides I never seen
Got me telling lies that I don't mean
Getting out your body causing scenes
You just a drug to a feen
Just show a little emotion
It's like your lies come in doses
I'm too high I can focus
You learned from me I saw the motive
Love too strong I think it's poison
My heart too big for me to ignore it
F*ck me good let me recored it
Slam dunk that pussy I feel like Jordan
I feel like hanging it up
Why you keep on naming her
I feel the pain in your hugs
Let me find a good vein for your love
It ain't even the same when we f*ck
Like how you scram my name ain't enough
Charge it to the game it's tough
Build up a wall and you destroy it
Try my best to avoid it
But at I wrong if I enjoy it
And when I finally cut you off you send me sexy pictures
I hit you up you don't reply say you out with your sisters
I text you back like f*ck them hoes and then niggas chilling with you
You drop your location and send me a rocket and tell me come and get it
She get on my damn nerves I'm too toxic for her
All this pain in her heart she taste like pain pills
I know you use to running games but it ain't no games here
I know some things are bound to change but it ain't same here
Why can't we work this out
The worst thing I ever did was let you in
Now you showing sides I never seen
Got me telling lies I don't mean
Getting out your body causing scenes
You just a drug to a feen
You just a drug to a feen
I love the way it feel bitch I love popping beans
Running with steppers said she down with the team
Grab the chopper its cord with a beam
Big CAMP bitch you see the racks up in my jeans
Bitch suck dick but she look better on her knees
Niggas be lacking they be tough for that cheese
I don't f*ck with these bitches give a damn about your needs
Nigga ever try me yeah your mama she gone grieve
And this bitch be sneaky they be lurking for that cheese
When I'm grabbing that chopper bitch you know that I'll squeeze
She say that she love me I only give her what she need
But you know I'm still trapping trying to make it out the streets
Hard nights in the gutter bitch I got to eat
Twisting and turning bitch you know I can't sleep
Give her good dick then bitch I got to leave
She get on my damn nerves I'm too toxic for her
All this pain in her heart she taste like pain pills
I know you use to running games but it ain't no games here
I know some things are bound to change but it ain't same here
Why can't we work this out
The worst thing I ever did was let you in
Now you showing sides I never seen
Got me telling lies that I don't mean
Getting out your body causing scenes
You just a drug to a feen

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