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to address so what
They always advise that I stay on the muse 
Or the rap mans ting for the next few bucks 

Leavin'
They got tings to address or not
We stay

love Acne on his females, oh yeah
Yeah he love that shit nigga, aye
Muse and Carlo hit me with the solace
Thick tees, rip jeans, cleaner than some

Well let me introduce you to
Musical Kamasutra
Letting the muse seduce ya
She topped me in back of Ubers
I had to help her breathe like tanks in

gave them other cheek, sort of speak
I started to calculate my moves and what moved me was my muse
Why the fuck we hate each other and why are we

First things first fuck every single one of ya
Richer by the second c'mon throw that dirty money up
The world is cooking sunny up
Neighbors waving a gun

think she a muse but she a siren
Singin' all my songs she vibin'
I been on a role but I do no actin'
Had to leave my past behind me like I backed in

to where the wind is
I know love is my witness, and to pride I'm a victim
Keep the feelings inside to thrive in this suicide mission
My heart broke by

different ways I usually ignore it
Am I thinking too hard?
Is this really who you are?
Blinded by my heart
Damn I should've stayed far
God wanted us apart i

ain't got a clue 
Dog sick I'm getting off like I left him with the flu 
Short hair brown skin lil baby that's my muse
And she fucking with a nigga yea

to you
I’m positive I know a few, but there’s none I can use
Hmm… something to spark the fuse
Just let myself introduce, and by the way you looking real

Muse on the music uh nuh nuh
If you see my bebe
She dey drive me crazy
She dey do me totori
She call me her one and only
If you see my bebe eh
Call

lose
Bro I don't play by the book
Peep everything when I look
Niggas goofy, this that real shit not that Looney Tooney 
Shabba made this shit on fruity

Getcha bets settled, know that I don't mud wrestle
Won't pocket-check you wondering 'bout where the real fans at
You can tell by the mail, Zelle,

Tricked by my heart with a bluff,
I wish I had one I could trust,
My head and heart rarely cooperate
It felt so good thinking I was in love,
I was

ain't fucking with you
Bitch I am done with you
You fucking with the muse
Lay it down like the truth
Ima break up your fuse
rrrrra
You shot at my heart

musically
It ain't no news to me, my muse abusing everything that I can see
It's like the walls are caving in and there's no way to leave
Cause every part

say I'm wrong
As long as we get it in by the end of the song
That voice is music to my ears, got that smile like Mona Lisa
You perfect girl I swear,

only you I choose
You my muse every time I'm making bangers in the stu
And anybody try to hurt you
Leave em hanging from a noose
You know I got you

muse denies a hue but she moves ever so scandalous 
And clenching on her mission like fundamental evangelist 
Don't have nowhere to go but she's down for

rather therapeutic 
When I started spitting it was like a match made by cupid 
Been dreaming lucid cause our reality is stupid 
It's all in your control

bitch I'm groovin'
Don't ever speak on Hoodie
If you can't do it
Been all alone so the silence like music
You were my muse for all this music
Yeah
I been

I'm writing all these songs about you
Because you bring me peace
And now I feel like you my muse
I do it all with ease
And what i really like about you

standing by 
Ain’t no complacent 
So adjacent to the promised land 
I’m saying no to patience 
Tired of waiting, contemplating 
Self degrading, self debating

ain’t no 
They say it ain’t no nigga, naw it ain’t no 
Because it ain’t no nigga that they know 

Uniques an understatement 
I’m so over standing by