Lyrics:
Slayed are those who fell victim to the bite
A drug controlled substance, contained in a vial
Set up by the devil as he looks and he smiles
Good
never be slayed or confined to a grave
Math key fade
What that means you were played
My exit was in the first Act
Covered up by authorities
Beguiled
Out to one another and I love you
Thank you for being there
Thanks for being here
Before
I go relax
Let me give you a kind vision
So like eyes open
way
Round in circles I'd go
Longing to tell you
But afraid and shy
I'd let my golden chances
Pass me by
Soon you'd leave me
Off you would go
In
When you scream and curse my name
It's just that I don't feel you
Nigga, you invade my space
Yeah, blacked out, tatted up, let's go, saddle up
I'm
he's getting raided, by haters, don't try to evade 'em
Delay 'em before they bait him, we gotta go make a breaker
And I dream of being on a high rise,
gotta know that
I just, I just, I just,
Wanna love myself,
You gotta that
Yo, Rob
Wake up man, Cmon
What the fuck are waking me up for, bro
Dude you
There was nothing I could do to make it go away
I remember this from before, "how weird", I thought
I hope this never comes back to me
I hope this never
offer passion but he offers security
It's like a trap that I'm sinking into
I wake up sweaty when I'm sleepin' 'cause I'm thinking of you
Then we make
me to forgive and still kill it bro
Gave up my dreams to sit and watch you just let it go
Been making plans for the future still you moving slow
We
down
Up down
Up down
I'm up
If you down
Then I'm down
It'll go down
What's up
She go down
Like woah now
She slow down
Speed up
She say she freaky freaky
Slayed are those who fell victim to the bite
A drug controlled substance, contained in a vial
Set up by the devil as he looks and he smiles
Good
in this bitch
And you don't gotta like it but get off my dick
The world going mad over one drug
I'm filling up a bag at the gun club
In
at her)
And you still want to keep her (ew)
I just Michael Jackson, beat her (beat it)
Don't talk about swag, I'm dabbin' (I'm dabbin')
I re'd up
Top speed I ain't ever went this fast before
Free cheese come right over if you want some more
Come and leave I don't even like you by my door
Girl
Michael (what?)
No I's, MSFTS; no typos (woo)
Look, wait we just wanna make you go psycho (go psycho)
Put a hundred thousand dollars in a Bible (woo)
I
and make up
Saying Jordan f*** me don’t mess up my make-up
All she do is hide behind the walls of her make-up
Watch me go down and lick the lake up
It’s
(uh-uh)
Shut up, bitch, don't give me migraine
New Patek on my wrist
White diamonds and them shits hit pink
Got cold, had to go get a mink
New finger
for a ride
Look inside the balloon
And if you hear a tune
There's nowhere to go but up
Choose the secret we know
Before life makes us grow
As I lay down before I wake, I pray the lord my soul to take
Bless me with every move I make, guide me with every chance I take
As I lay down before
try to diss, your butt is on a meat hook
Want some of me? You're on a mission
Bad move, you end up missin
Let's get it straight for the '89 tip
anymore
I wanna go, I wanna go
I wanna go home
I don't even know anymore
I wanna go, I wanna go
I wanna go home
Can someone put up a caution sign before I
But if Michael swears on Abigail's life that he hotted me up
God's bugging on him
'Cause he knows you make money off him, and you are not hard, just
hieny, but nevermind me
You might find me (where?) , in Hawaii
By a pine tree, when it’s 90 (hot)
Benny so cool, it feels like 19 (cold)
Just like your
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