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been like this
And I can tell just by looking at page, boy you ain't shit
I thought we were cool, then I found out you was fake, fake like what you do

from the way that she swerve all them niggas
So loyal, that's how it must be

Language of love
Si elle part c'est la mort
Elle se veut faire enterrer

you out like Chris Rock aye
I be in my bag, You know I'm about my guap bitch
Wanna swerve up in the Jag' One that knok can drop the top in
But lil'

My pain, my life, my struggle, my journey Fighting for my life cause these niggas try
To swerve me Got a nigga toolied up all the time
Run up on me

to the flo'

If you swerve in my lane Ima blow my horn
If you pull my rose you're gonna get a thorn

Ol' hatin ass ho
Ol' tired ass ho
Gon take a nap ho
Ol'

I feel alone when you don't be around.

Say it's smoke we painting red on the whole town. 

By my woman Ima die leave her with the crown.

But while

by my lonely
Ma matrimony to music the only thing that will do me
I swerve thru the bs the world tryna screw me
Ma OGz gave some life lessons that will

I ride into your mind by surprise on phased lasers
cnd slice into your eyes like Bunuel with crazed razors
Cuz yes I am un chien andalous

cm I missing something here? 
Was Matt abducted yesterday? 
Grasped by an ominous promise
Of a non-Orange County way
One day Matt's honking the horn

a mouse like ha name Minnie

That hoe ain't even gotta penny 

Put them switches to yo fitted

Plus them 60's left him pissy

Bitch i'm thugging by Mckinley

a fool I'm gettin soaked by all the rain Im your disciple but my minds a lil
Prideful from the pain i opened up to much and now I'm cool with all the shade

up in a Benz, then I swerve and hit a dear

Dead bodies in my closet, yes I spend time in my closet
My broke ass look like a hobbit
Smokin' Jews

a manual
Swerve in the coupe I am driving two handed
Louis v tote got it for my companion

Check my resume out look what I did
I built some habits up look

the same 

Pushing a button I'm switching a lane 

She like when I swerve she drive me insane 

I got it I got it I got it I got it 

I got a blick on me I

Make It Churn
Like Omarion In The Rain You Getting Served 
Mrs Parking Lot Pimping Im On THe Curb
Two Lanes Park cjar Muga Swerve
Wrist Rock On Blah His

There is a man standing by the corner store 
He is waiting the bum a cigarette off of me
I said, “I haven't smoked in nearly 20 years now”
He said,

with the wordplay
Bad bitch tryna say wassup in the first place
Nah I can't hang right now it's a workday
Observe how I swerve but get cake like

a whip
Then I swerve into the kitchen, ayy
You say I can't shoot, you be talking like you want it
But you won't pursue, you be talking all that
But you

stop
Livin' too wild, but I never get stopped by no cop
I'm losing control, I'm losing control, I'm losing control
I pop me a Perc', it ain't even work
I

part these oceans
Talk like 14
A new dynasty
When we leave, ice tea
Know my diamonds clean
Made so many bands, tropic villa by the sands
And you see

first
Give a fuck what you heard
Give a fuck what you heard
Niggas be slick
I leave a jerk on the curb
Pulling up with that swerve
They on me like candy

b side

cye look you don't really 
Know me, 
Don't you turn me to the 
Old me,
Bitch I'm better by my lonely 
Huh

Just know that I'm the best
ct

cnd still got the hella urge to cop something 
Onna a better swerve I'm running
Build a legacy for daughter my sonny
You fuckin with them clowns jo

Medi out here goin psycho
Don't fall for the hype tho
Bars on Monday, off the raw
They fade like it's nitro
Gonna get round of applause by the end