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of these lines
Am I first place baby why am I behind
You can't perceive me even if you look in my eyes
Had to cut that nigga off he a eater baby
Said you

Back in the day used to call me a clown
Don't hang with me now you was never around
Your bitch on my line know I got to slut her out
Might drown in

Bye-bye
Up close n personal this time
I wrote the verses, this shits mine
I brought the horses, imma let it ride
Ya, go ignore this, rip another line

on my speakers
 Bitch I’m fine I cleared my mind by sipping henny by the liter
You out of line & out of time cuz I can’t waste that on a eater


Don’t

You know I
I'm just out here looking for some kind of serenity
Some kind of peace
Can I find it in you

Nights that you don't hit my line, I sense

a casting call for oddities, the line's around the block
With fire breathers and blade eaters of the highest stock
And when the train moves the chosen few

girl sing like I need Anita (yeah)
She can take dick ouuu she a eater (yeah)
R. Kelly I done pissed on her, it’s liquid gold Velveeta (eww)
Damn he cap

time a nigga want
Pressure he don't even say shit
And every time a op want smoke
He end up in the basement
I send my baddest bitch to go line him
It

I'm talking about myself (Wow!) Here over again
I'm fine just like the wine
Won't let you cross the line
What's the mountain without climb? (That's

looking fine
She clean don't do white lines
She clean don't do white lines
Getting chills down my spine
I gotta take my time
People sour like limes
God give

Facts
I gotta, thrax
I got finance for your fine ass
I make enemies but they don’t want war
Never cross the line but they on the boarder
She swallow my

don't hit the trap without it
Nigga want smoke with us I really doubt
These niggas capping they ain't really bout it
Hit up my line
I got the dope for

dying for me
If she was my girl
I swear I put her 1st
First in line just to get her ahh hurt
B***h for the streets
Pussy get your ass murked
Dog a** b***h

to bark
Sincerely trenches of New York
Try my best to stay alive
See the pain in my eyes
If you a opp then fall in line
Tell me what you know about beef
I

on the track cashews I'm busting
You like them fuck niggas
We you keep em bussing
Got all the fraud niggas
On your line they lusting
A two way street that's

don't care, they already know the show
The act break, then when I bleed my lines
Will someone just claw out my mind
Claw out my mind

Don't like the quiet

what you drink? That’s Sangria
On a blurry line like damn this man teeters
Spitting blurry lines plus you add bad features
Yea I kick a lot cause I have

gonna call when life be crazy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You can hit my line, it's gravy (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Potato Eaters, Van Gogh
We connect like some mothafuckin'

bed 
I ain’t even rude I’ll just leave a bitch on unread 
Like oohwee 
When that money on my line 
It be like Ohhwee
If ain’t hit decline 
Got a bitch

bed 
I ain’t even rude I’ll just leave a bitch on unread 
Like oohwee 
When that money on my line 
It be like Ohhwee
If ain’t hit decline 
Got a bitch

line 2 on FaceTime the other on Zoom
That bitch just tried to set me up I'm still alive I ain't no fool
Imma real opp eater told mama put Pacman on my

got bullets for ya
Put my legs up inna hills out in California
Stop blowing my line, what's the deal?
I know exactly how you feeling, a nigga like me

this crack, Bobby Christina
Niggas tryna bite my style, follow the leader
Heard her neck is good, so I'ma follow the eater
You winning, it's hard

ventilate, we cut one
Then cut another, that's to be certain

Everybody hungry
Smoke eaters, animals
We live for this and at the right temp
Everything is