MARIE (feat. No Lak, RaLee & E.A.K.J.)

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Black the Freethinka

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I been woke 3 days cooking songs up
Ramen noodle dinners soaking the Patron up
I dun lost 3 albums on a flash drive
Every since I been looking for it like a crack high
I tell a bitch I ain't nudding like the last guy
If I say jump all I wanna hear is how high
You ain't fucking I ain't even bouta ask why
Tell me you ain't suckin' you gon have to get a cab ride
And you can see it in my eyes I'on try to fake it
I see the truth thru dem lies i'on try to weigh it
They don't wanna be your peace got me meditating
Kevin Samuels died them bitches celebrated
I love hard but I trust a hoe as far as I can see one
So enough to make me leave all the others I'on see one
Bitch tried to trap me I'm like nah that was pre-cum
Quit capping cus I know what's happening with all the reruns

Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me
Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me
Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me
Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me

When I put the switch on the glock, it got a fat head
Baby it's all hunneds  in rolls I need atht big bread
Freaky bitch thought she had one violate my son in bed
If u think we fuckin' in da same bed bitch that shit is dead
I'm picky when it come to my women, what dem taxes say
Yes she wrote everything off but ain't got it bad
Stress free relationship shit, she don't even ask
Stay talking cash shit though, cus she got a bag
Had to work hard for every P, I took the Hardaway
Trap jumping stupid crazy, call it Vince Carter day
Gotta be grateful for this shit, cus you can loose it all
Look at the Vanderbilts, see they dun lost it all
I'm going out like Rockefeller's, see this one for the greats
My bloodline good forever, and all my partna's straight
We don't even f*ck wit banks, we f*ck wit credit unions
Better be smart lil nigga get some whole life insurance

Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me
Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me
Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me
Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me

I ain't picture perfect but f*ck it let's paint this picture
I'm a man of God but f*ck it let's burn the scripture
Homerun hitter almost fucked around killed a pitcher
And its all fun and games til J pulled out the liquor
Bad bitch on the table she turned herself to a stripper
Man its sumn in the water I'm making these niggas sicker
Had to grab a couple P's just so I can survive the winter
When it hit next spring just know Imma become richer
Lion heart like I'm Richard I turned myself to a King
Say the stay out on the block but I seen em hangin wit fiends
Nigga how you gettin' money you really living yo dreams
Say they want me out the way do they even know what that means
Been grinding for a little dun turned that shit to a lot
And I'm still on the rise just hoping I don't get shot
Cus my city vile, they'll put ya ass in a box
They ain't never had nothing just want a taste of the top

Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me
Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me
Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me
Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me

Damn, like it's 2003
Turn him in to black entertainment call em B.E.T.
Why would I, think about these niggas they ain't think bout me
Half of these so-called friends tryna to shine on me
My ex bitch mad lil bitch can't get no time from
If loyalty was priceless why this bitch gon drop a dime on me
Now this bitch making fake pages tryna follow me
Imma treat her like these lame niggas watch me make this cheese
Fake niggas really in yo face just gotta make em see
Hating niggas really can't see me but I'm not J.C.
Boy ain't balled since twenty thirteen you the real J.C
Treat that nigga like a loose leaf stomp em in the street
Boy yo bitch pussy overloaded filled her up with meat
A cocker spaniel damn near whatchu smoking thinking that it's beef
But really I know how to handle phonies lemme dial my peeps
These niggas doing stupid shit just to get clout
Whatchu know bout sacrificing when the shit hot
Man the way you niggas moving must be a pitstop
Like I can tell you must be doing it for a bitch huh
You got that switch you better hide hello Bin Laden
Like if you catch me wearing chains I don't pick cotton
Like if I ever see a whip I'm gon whip rocket
Bitch I'm from the dirty glove it's a bit toxic
I'on care too much bout love is the trust honest
I just bought my bitch some pants she dun busted out em
My son picky I'll never give em Mcdonalds
Life bitchy I'm just tryna get a nut out her
Yo bitch picky I won't let her get a nut out me
I'm still vicious by myself one man army

Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me
Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me
Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me
Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me

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