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Conique The Goddess

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I'm sittin' tryna figure out what the f*ck to do
I got a real nigga tryna show me something new
Who knows if it's real, even if it's fuckin' true
I guess I go with the flow, that's what the f*ck I do
Time is money, but you can't get your time back
Trust a nigga, weigh it up like a dime sack
Two scales, two different numbers, where the lie at?
Who you tryna cross over, nigga, fall back
That Megan in the game just told Conique The Goddess
The redhead to turn heads, so be fuckin' honest
I'm not top of the team, nigga, I got options
Never get played, bitch, what the f*ck your problem
I went through more bullshit than a bullfighter
So don't come for my crown or my fuckin' title
I don't repeat myself, bitch, preach it like a Bible
I give you full coverage, niggas like reliable

I took a knife out my back and cut the fuckin' ties
Niggas lie too much, start to stop and lay they lies
All that extra shit never kept my lights on
Focused on my vision, stay clear like a cyclone
Call me Slick Rick, something like a Cyclops
Stay locked and loaded shoot 'em dead like I'm Deadshot
I'm never prideful, you know I stay humble
Yes, I talk my shit, but the Goddess never mumble

If you had my love, and I give you all my trust, would confort me
And If somewhow you knew that your love would be untrue,
would you lie to me
And call me baby

Niggas look down like I'm contagious
Don't give a f*ck what you say, I'ma take a risk
You play stupid games, bitch, win stupid prizes
Been solid since day one, don't let that shit surprise you

I'm in the game, hustle hard, never show my problems
Why share this shit like, bitch, can you really solve them
I'm at the table eatin', why you steady watchin'?
You a snake in the grass, I'ma machete chop it
You only look like money, when the Goddess got it
One deep, solo, Conique the profit
I carry so much heat, supermen can't stop it
They put you in a box like Hulu, I'll watch it
I am the bat in the game that makes you Robin
You tryna beat me, so I guess you really robbin'
You doin' extra shit, nobody's watchin'
Cry now, I laugh later, cause I'm not stoppin

I took a knife out my back and cut the fuckin' ties
Niggas lie too much, start to stop and lay they lies
All that extra shit never kept my lights on
Focused on my vision, stay clear like a cyclone
Call me Slick Rick, something like a Cyclops
Stay locked and loaded shoot 'em dead like I'm Deadshot
I'm never prideful, you know I stay humble
Yes, I talk my shit, but the Goddess never mumble

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