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Stephaintdeadyet

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Late night summer at the crib
Yeah, we did what we did
We was fucking til the sun came up
Yeah, I was putting dick in her ribs
And she know I ain't shit
When I dipped, man she ain't say nothing
And I know that she won't trip on me
Cause she got a lot of feels for me
And I know she keep it real with me
So it makes me feel bad when I gotta do her bad
But that's just how it is
Make that money, i'ma spend it on you shorty
I can flip it on you shorty,
Make me tip it on your shorty, let's go
I don't be drinking but i'm tripping at this party
Yeah, i'm slipping at this party
Catch me slipping at this party?
Oh no, impossible
Where you want to go after here?
I don't like the vibes around here
I know, you love the flow
If you ain't gonna stand ten toes, then I think you gotta go
Baby, where the lighter at? I'm tryna groove
I can't f*ck with niggas around here
Fucking up my mood
Your ass fat like your jeans, yeah I gotta keep it true
Might have to go and punch that nigga
Make that boy lose a tooth
Baby, where the lighter at? I'm tryna groove
I can't f*ck with niggas around here
Fucking up my mood
Your ass fat like your jeans, yeah I gotta keep it true
Might have to go and punch that nigga
Make that boy lose a tooth
They act like I don't be in my bag
And I'm still the type known to make these niggas mad
I let them trip dawg
Cause these niggas'll never ever catch me slip dawg
I run around in the mall with your bitch dawg
We get them pissed off, that's the way we like it
My boys keep them blicks dawg, ain't no time for fighting
You can't tell me shit dawg
If you snitching then you flying
That's the real truth, spit it in the booth
Look between these red eyes, tell me you don't see a lost soul
Not talking that Baby Keem
But my life end up too cold
They love me and hate me, it's too bad i'm a baller
Changed my number so I wouldn't be tempted to call her
I got to go in
I got to get money for my baby and my friends
Family, that's real
I'm too tempted to kill, I do not care about how you feel
Please do not f*ck up my mood because my niggas down to drill
Baby, where the lighter at? I'm tryna groove
I can't f*ck with niggas around here
Fucking up my mood
Your ass fat like your jeans, yeah I gotta keep it true
Might have to go and punch that nigga
Make that boy lose a tooth
Baby, where the lighter at? I'm tryna groove
I can't f*ck with niggas around here
Fucking up my mood
Your ass fat like your jeans, yeah I gotta keep it true
Might have to go and punch that nigga
Make that boy lose a tooth
I been crying a lot
Whip up the pot
Can't stay on the block
Got me feeling like I'm about to drop
Nowadays I cannot trust a soul cause everybody an opp
They only call me to get out their
Situation, situation
Situation, situation
Get out situation
Situation, situation, situation
Get out situation
16 missed calls like I'm Brent, I'm not gon call back none of them
Hit my phone with paragraphs
My only reply is "I'm done"
And i'm sick of crying
Sick of hoes saying they love me, but lying
Sick of suicidal thoughts, my mental about to pop
I'm so tired of wishing of dying
Don't treat me like the other ones
That's all I ask
I gotta go and do a show to get some cash
She love to say she my biggest fan, girl don't you cap
She wasn't lying, she loves all my raps
Ain't used to the genuine love, that's a fact
I been crying a lot
Whip up the pot
Can't stay on the block
Got me feeling like I'm about to drop
Nowadays I cannot trust a soul cause everybody an opp
They only call me to get out their
Situation, situation
Situation, situation
Get out situation
Situation, situation, situation
Get out situation
2 phone shorty like I'm Keem
Android or iPhone, I still hate to let it ring
I don't answer once and niggas love to say
"Yo Steph, you green"
And it be the same niggas that swear they part of my team, oh no
I hate doing this music shit, really
Cause that's all these niggas be using me for
And my bitch said she miss me
Well, show me you miss me or else I am hitting the door
And I don't got that much female friends
Cause the last one I had was out being a whore
Grandma passed, life just hate me to the core
I can't be social no more, no, no
I been crying a lot
Whip up the pot
Can't stay on the block
Got me feeling like I'm about to drop
Nowadays I cannot trust a soul cause everybody an opp
They only call me to get out their
Situation, situation
Situation, situation
Get out situation
Situation, situation, situation
Get out situation

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