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Dubai 
Watch that temper tantrum tantalize then turn into a wrecking ball 
I fantasise bout ass and thighs till adolescence took its took 
I pass on by

like this ain't even real
And when I'm not around, do you even think of me

20 unread text beeps from my main
The girl I'm with, man she not even

Cause you know that I can not go against the R3D
What you gonna say now
Ain't got nothing to say
I'm a red Mr. Ray
Sing at my own birthday
I'm just

thinking about dropping out
And when I did I wonder why my mama ain't kick me out
This grind may take some time but I'll make sure that I make her proud
You

Yeah, time ain't on our side
I cross your mind 
You miss my vibe 
You miss how I was by your side
Try to deny
You try to hide your feelings for me

something
He better ask me to dance and not try nothing
What did you just say
What? You still do not feel safe
Grinding, twerking, and wobbling in your sexy,

effect
That boy over time all the time, do I look done yet?
Yea you know I'm way past double time by the time the sunsets
Talking bout who can cop a little

you get rid of your energy blockages
Nothing will stop you from seeing the flawlessness
All of the love and the peace and the confidence
Always within

Gotta get it on my own
Doing better by myself
Things were better back then
Way before I had a phone
I was always in the zone
I ain't into all

Gotta get it on my own
Doing better by myself
Things were better back then
Way before I had a phone
I was always in the zone
I ain't into all

shawty kicked her to the pavement
I ain't worried bout nothing but payments
I just left the bank checking my statements
And my niggas keep drugs in

talking Mona Lisa (aye)

You know The freaks come late at night

You pull me to yo crib

I ain't gone lie

Didn't think you let me hit at first

Memory lane

the starts in the sky
You ain’t really bout the love you proclaim
I been tryna love myself so they could love me the same
Been searching for that real shit but

Onna Full stomach drinking rum, Bitch are You dumb, copped a gun, smoking weed in make Belize, I can't believe, That nothings really as it seems,

film rating real hating
Come back for that real lately man you crazy
What else can I say bout lady? Barely made it
Vacay got me hesitating, glad you made

A tolerance for pain
Hope you follow what I'm saying, see
The flowers' blooming
The colors are vibrant
It's amazing what you'll hear
When surrounded by silence

A tolerance for pain
Hope you follow what I'm saying, see
The flowers' blooming
The colors are vibrant
It's amazing what you'll hear
When surrounded by silence

it panic wrote it remember doubts hate doubts running at the mouth bout things ya don't understand only you not in the visions and but what you married

unsure of the soul food on my plate?
You say nothing I tell you could disappoint. Well let’s take a crack at it:
If I told you I was a bipolar, ex porn

puzzle together
She lure me in and every time I succumb to the pressure
When we in them sheets wish I could fuck her forever
Ain't found nothing that's

and a manacle
Laugh at you because you laughable
That boy a pussy not talkin bout vaginal
Yo brain is graspable and it is is fractional
Compared to actual

where the fuck my fucking $200 At?
I ain't playing
When you see me in the streets
Keep your distance six feet
Don't be motherfucking saying Nothing
Cause

design
Cant keep up
Pick yuh feet up
Little simp nigga like
Losing
He got it on a rerun
I just don't like losing
Cause you don't really get to see Nothing

call me a hooligan
Don't want no trouble, I'll make an excuse of it
Like it's them ghost writers, got nothing' to do with it
You hear the beat so now