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treat
I'm a nice guy, but got real mean moves
I choose the scene to be seen by you
I've got a clean shirt and fresh pressed pants
Cuz girls like nice guys

Yeah well...
A dinner party and it went all night
And we went through about a dozen bottles of wine
And everybody, they was havin a real good time

Break the camels back spittin truth on the mammals track
All you animals attacking better listen up and think
NATO announced article five enlisted

great effort to lie to me
That's why I keep my distance
I'm mindful of the energy I mix with
Surrounded by my family
And niggas who be all about they

That EDD shit over now y'all got no stacks
I'm really trynna hit this la bitch from the motherfucking back
Playing traffic by myself in dis 392 Scat

I made sure to change from my pajamas to real clothing and report to my keyboard in my living room by 5:00 PM every day, I had to write at least one

shawty
Cause I know she ain't fake with it
And in the bed she don't play with it
Protect my fam
Live by the gun
Cause dem boys ain't protectin us
So over

comes to getting cake 
Half black have Asian I call her half baked 
5’6’ thicker than a bowl a grits, and she party real hard like clubs don’t exist 
Ya

of the shuttle bus, playing J-Hus, kicking up quite a fuss
Just a man in a party crown, with his thong down, swinging it around
People look at me, they're cranks

5:08, got a text from you
Said it's over babe, nothin' you can do
Guess you're not the one, now that we are through
Now that we are done, here's what

trying to make some money quick bitch we can do it on yo phone
Do it on yo phone bitch
We can keep it on the low
I got like 4 or 5 different ways to get

Turn a beat to a design
Turn a L into a sign
Turn a 5 into a dime
By association
Girl you fw me
Better have some patience
Higher expectations
For

the trunk in the back, them niggas into the party
Tattoos all over their neck, distinctive limp while they walkin'
Pop the trunk in the back, hoes walk up

five to life
Like my pride's worth it
N***a, yeah right

Still young enough to shoot for dead at 27
And that's the only way they'll ever mention me with

the 9 to 5
Type of life
She was meant to live lavish
Unlocked the iPhone
Flipped through the contacts
Obsessed with old man she needed contact
Left her ex

up in my raps, people think that I'm in Taliban
Pulled over by police but I didn't stay, I ran

Crusin' for a bruisin', steady 90 on the interstate

the whip party cloudy 
I be stepping how my style be
I can’t believe the irony 
She speaking to me silently 
We never have no privacy 

I’m never eating

And continually
Steady banging, radically
Them pretty ladies all over me
Write me your petitions
And if you wan fi sit by me
You got ma attention
Yuh onion booty

Yeah, Milli Smoke, bitch, alright
Off the shrooms, no portabellos
Keep some cheese like I'm Donatello
Chrome yellow, tint 5%
Need a blunt like it's

Swerving in traffic, I been leaning on Roxys
Bitch keep nagging bout' a brand new body
Geeking on meds, it's a yerkocet party
Said you want war, lil'

Honestly i just wanna chill
I don't wanna party
Man i rather build
Plotting with my kin
How we can get a deal
Cause we talented
And gifted
And we got

LV
That's the only L thats on V
Dont need trends to be trendy
Ima new breed dont tempt me

Black out shades at the party
So they cant read what eye see

peaking
Five days down, but I'm up by the weekend
A party monster when I'm booted, geekin
I don't think that I could do it, geekin
I don't wanna put her

twenty-one"

[Verse 5]
Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it
I'd like to be my old self again, but I'm still tryin' to find it
After plaid shirt days