Butterflies

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Butterflies, Butterflies
You know I’m the king of the Butterflies
You know these doors aren’t suicide
Pull up with the gang these are real ties
What would you do before you die
Make sure I do it can’t waste my time
Tattooed on my body come imma show you the reasons
Life had know knocked me down now I’m living in a past tense
Telling you my brother fakeass I don’t need no new friends
Lost me cause of your fault, I know this shit ain’t making sense
If I die tonight, would you cry on me
Wet them eyes then, would you really miss me
Would you remember me
Butterflies, Butterflies
You know I’m the king of the Butterflies
You know these doors aren’t suicide
Pull up with the gang these are real ties
What would you do before you die
Make sure I do it can’t waste my time
Smoking on this blunt, feeling good, I’m feeling painless
I lost all my feelings if I dont know u I’m ruthless
Brand new car high speed damn we reckless
I dropped out of school cause I don’t really take tests
Nah
I don’t really wanna take test
I’m the one that really take chance
You can tell it by the necklace
Flying away keep my secrets
Ayy
I was on the ice playing hockey
Now the ice on me cause they love me
Diamonds dancing like it’s Fiji
Make sure you’re speaking facts
Don’t talk behind my back
Hope for you that you fast
Ain’t got no needs no lack
I aint tryna being cool I’m just tryna be myself
F*ck these other dudes I am not of your ex
Could you stop being a fool tell me who you wanna help
Rather puffing on the juul than get all the love you made
Focused on my music thats why I dont f*ck with lames
My dreams turned into lucid told me that Imma be great
Butterflies, Butterflies
You know I’m the king of the butterflies
You know these doors aren’t suicide
Pull up with the gang these are real ties
What would you do before you die
Make sure I do it can’t waste my time
I’m flying away
I know that bitch she a fake
She won’t leave the place
F*ck her once now she craves
On my way to the top
Write my story with no dots, ayy
Three points or a lay up (What)
I’ll achieve all of my shots, ayy
Iced out wrist cause the bracelet
tennis
Got no clique cause I cant really fit in
Now I’m rich I ain’t done I ain’t finished
Broken heart but the bank five digits
Butterflies woahhh
Butterflies woahhh
Butterflies, Butterflies
You know I’m the king of the Butterflies
You know these doors aren’t suicide
Pull up with the gang these are real ties
What would you do before you die
Make sure I do it can’t waste my time

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