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my feelings in a blender, throw the fastball, throw the curveball And you still my favorite pitcher, will you ever get the picture No more takin'
time you made love These nigga's they just fuck you then they hang up Said Made love This ain't no fastball I said tell me when's the last time you made
on watch they change up They pitching game life ain't no fastball it's a change up Gotta watch they hands and not they eyes them niggas dangerous Make
Move fast hit em wit a change up My fastball annihilate them Cant time me up I'm the ace One wrong move we see ya later Big major League player I'm
Attack I got a lot on my mind Show real love while they doubting me No love in the game, no doubt in me White girl in the kitchen, fastball I be pitching
Yeah You're like an 8-ball You're like an 8-ball Coming' at me like a fastball You answer at every call Drowning me like if you're alcohol You're
You ran ya mouth and threw a curve ball Let that go by me while I'm waitin on mine, then you Tried to come at me with the fastball And now it's
Before you go and say's it over Baby what's the point in trying to Hit me with a fastball? Trying to talk to you but you won't Listen to me at all Just
she said before leaving I opened my door Don't think I can do that anymore We lost it all quick like a fastball Still baby you swore I'd be the only one
Give me the speed Give me the lead Gimme me the ball And I'll never fail Fastball Give me the night Give me the fight Gimme me the ball And I'll
Ooooohhhhh Oooohhhh Ooohhh Mmm Yeah yeah Yuh Screwed up, 2 cups Got the gas finna blast off in him Dabble in a bag with the fastball in him Bag
Looks like this fool Looks like this fool Has to take a fastball for the team I'm just a fool for your second-hand dreams You're never gonna change
clear out the dugout, we're gonna get real loud Just throw me a fastball, smoke from the mound We're gonna end this thing with just one swing I'm gonna
Got a full tank Out like a fastball 20 more, 20 more minutes I get bags, independent Cause lowkey I been gettin' it down Bout time I show out for
like a fastball You mad bro? Oh you big mad She suppose to have yo First Kid, you Sinbad Drink some water dawg, and mind yo fuckin binazzzzz Aww I was
Fastball Bitch, I'm goin' up! Ils m'ont dit "tout pour le money" (Shut up) Ha, vous êtes funny I start the race late, mais j'finis toujours premier Si tu
Life Can throw you a Fastball A knuckle or a curve Life can throw you a Fastball a knuckle or a curve Beanball I Feel my knees hit the dirt I get
changed since last fall Girl you struck my heart just like a fastball Never saw it coming like a glass wall Guess we were never meant to be together after
will Last call Don't stall The fastball Dad's hands Old plans they all fall They all fall Pitch black and pitched ball If you can't catch just know that
Can't shake That hometown weight Oh guard that gate Your shirt with Sublime Some fate Your fastball straight Oh hook that bait Have a 40 you're
sleeping At Fenway Park I let you believe that you changed my life Oh you are what you are You're a fastball feeling I'm calling strikes The kiss cam fell
of Switchmas, the Timmies gave to me Eleven random fastballs, ten enemy spams, nine clear-con steals Eight one-way trolls, seven blind jumps, six kaizo Traps Five
change it up like I'm mother fucking pitching the eighth Y'all trying to fastball but I really do this with pace I got a lot of niggas hating but I'm
the nebulas Ya'll Replicas I'm my own brand audio technical It's that versatile winding, change up, fastball that keeps me hot This is personal so I might
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