Sokkem
Rah V
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Get shimmy with it And I call my nigga Jimmy to set up my tint I ain't go camping, running from the ten and two At least pretend to do I manifest my life through my words So I be careful where I'm spittin' I'm hittin' up Chloe Bailey as soon as I blow up I gotta grow up, celebrity crushes are just crushes When you're in the league, ballin' hard without the greed And I'm swearing I'm not caring so get the f*ck up off my feed I don't need money and attention But I really do desire loving and affection And it usually transpires through my music Inspires what I'm doing Nigga I got no clue and I'm rapping just like I'm pooin' Pull it out my ass, yes I do procrastinate I'd rather be lazy then work overtime to uphold hate I'm just spreading all this love, it's just what I'm made of Yet I eliminate the piggies that stand up for the gov It's what I believe by dinner, that's who I'm praying to Can't necessarily, scarily pray to one person, Put my eggs in several baskets, gods are like my friends Invest my time in all of them so I can see the end I talk too much again, I'm scaring you away, end of the day You might see it my way, lemme stop playing mind games I hypnotize a crowd whenever I walk into a room I'm cleaning up a space whenever I come across a broom I like to tidy up, it keeps my mind clear free from fear, I'm a queer on the low You prolly knew that though On the go, got me struggling for dinner Well at least I'm getting thinner I'm just talking like a sinner Get my fashion tips from Cinna, 'til they beat that nigga up Just kidding, Lenny Kravitz is my home boy Wanna be his daughter's toy Don't be coy, you knew what you was doing I hate I ever spoke to you, and now my anger's brewing But now you don't exist to me as far as I'm concerned And you're the hardest lesson that I ever fucking learned Writing beats out of hatred Just like I'm stuck in the matrix And I don't wanna be a sellout but I'm pullin' the patrons Got my pager blowing up like the '90s Hang with my niggas fly as f*ck, I ask where did you find these Went to the thrift store yesterday I'm shopping in the women's section for a vibrant jacket I dress like I'm a goddess 'cuz I wanna cause a racket And It's all fun and games 'til a white boy call me a I'ma skin that yeast yeti, turn him to a leather jacket Gimme a queue when you ready, don't be late you not my plug I've been waiting for a minute just so I can get my hug Now you asking me to cuddle, yo I ain't got time for this Martin Luther King ain't die for this, or did he I'ma beat your ass, whether you like it or not Leave you for dead on the concrete like I just left you to rot But instead, I'll have you sleep in a cot And then fund the homeless shelter You gon' like me whether you want to or not, my nigga
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