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If I were you I’d hate myself when I tell you I’m gone
(I’m gone, I’m gone, I’m gone, I’m gone)
Did ya think I don’t see how your eyes are wandering
This shit got me feeling like I'm fucking iron Mike
Every time you play me in your ears it's like I take a bite
When I touched down I shocked
RG projects
I just wanna sharpie to sign her breast
But it only come with checks so I'm working through the day every night no rest
I don't live
the magic stick, none less than great
When I hit her with the dope D, I'm gone
Don't text me later, no extra favors
I'm the President of the United States
on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E,
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man
lips
I keep
Holdin' my own door cause I don't need no one else's help
I keep
Ridin' solo cause I'm better out here by myself
I keep
My hair tied
but I'm a grown man, I still apologized
Even reviewed your project, you acted chill like (Awh, it's fine)
Then a couple days go by, you drop a song
I just don't give a fuck!
(Shit, fuck everyone)
Outsiderz
Pacewon
Young Zee (fuck the entire world)
D.U
I just don't give a fuck!
(Shit, fuck everyone)
Outsiderz
Pacewon
Young Zee (fuck the entire world)
D.U
Yeah, it's my life
My own words, I guess
Have you ever loved someone so much
You'd give an arm for
Not the expression, no
Literally give
I just don't give a fuck!
(Shit, fuck everyone)
Outsiderz
Pacewon
Young Zee (fuck the entire world)
D.U
I can’t fall asleep, got this evil chasing me, yeah
I can’t even eat, now cuz of what I’ve seen
I don’t want to be deceived by this evil chasing me
Never bite the hand of the man that feed you, that's law
Don't forget who buttered your bread don't get amnesia, that's law
Sleep with one eye closed,
[Chorus]
Get up to get down now
Get up to get down now (like this)
Get up to get down now (like this)
Get up to get down now (alright)
I don't want
the water line
Don't separate hot and cold
She got stitched up bitchy by an old M.D
Now she's headed out to Hollywood or so I'm told
Now they call her
Lifestyles of the kid who never had shit
Living off that bad shit, that shoot shit
That stab shit rock a flag and don’t give a
Fuck about US flag
(I'll die for you)
We don't have to wait for revelations (I'll die for you)
We'll sort this out in other conversations
[Ghostface Killah]
Yo, I'd
facts
But you know we don't want fags
I don't even know what I'm gonna say next
All I know is I'm getting distracted by a sext
I need to clear my mind,
Filled a girl's bank account in hopes of filling my void
I don't know if I'd recover staying single by choice
Single club where you at I think I gotta
(dear lord)
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar
(no shit!)
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar!
By two o'clock,
Fresh out the motherfuckin' pack (right out the pack, son)
For niggas don't know how to act (no doubt, son)
Fresh out the motherfuckin' pack (no
and Big Kap on the wheels
In two laps, I give Stella Her Groove Back
My middle name must be, "Fuck You"
'Cause every time I walk by
Niggas be like,
and Big Kap on the wheels
In two laps, I give Stella Her Groove Back
My middle name must be, "Fuck You"
'Cause every time I walk by
Niggas be like,
here!
Alright! What up y'all? Welcome to the show
I'm Shaggy like you don't fuckin' know
This is my sidekick Fat Pat
He goes "Ha ha ha ha"
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