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alright
Cause baby I've a feeling so damn shaded and actually to be frank a little bit crazy

So saddle up in your best bad suit
I'm here all dressed up

up in a whirlwind
Joey throwing up in a cup
We got our fingers in the air yelling
We don’t give a no no
Now let me tell you 'bout my girlfriend
Until

can do what you do in a year times two
By the middle of June uh yeah
Damn I'm feeling the energy uh yeah
I guess it's the jealousy
We don't count money

don't you just show me
Pulling up on me, I won't flinch like Kobe
Roof it got the stars
See the double R's
You know who we are
You know who we are
Roof it

by the Gram
Nah
Pushed away friends and the fam
Tryna fight for a feeling that just wouldn't land
This for the souls who convinced themselves
That

(She cozy)
Twenty-four seven, three hundred sixty-five yeah (She cozy, she cozy)
With a cozygirl laid up by my side yeah (She cozy)
Get her right yeah,

Might take some time But now we gradin up

Yeah nigga now we gradin up
Start wit a model bitch, guess which cover she from
Coo wit chillin in her sweats

bout Teen Titans, they be actin' like they invincible
Their personal eternal is God Almighty
When she pull up, tell her to keep her clothes on
Don't get

Rousey
And they don't know nothing about me
Gotta live by the the iron man die by the iron man just like Robert Downey
And these niggas be panicking pull

Ol Skool

Jeremih

Girl Disrupted

2017

Let's two step, baby, on the living room floor
Let's one-two-touch, need one more touch
With a waterfall, with a waterfall
You can put me up like I'm

Gonna hold them down 
I aint gonna pick them up
Demons have been found 
All fucked up 
All fucked up
Mask off man I see clearer 
Stabbed in the back by

change her
Get some money and stack up the paper
Go head and pay me the minimum wage
I got some niggas that went to the bag, counting that paper
Ah, ah,

Buckingham Palace

Canibus

Can-I-Bus

1998

enough for me to give you one last message, 

And when you get to hell you can tell Lucifer I said it. 

Don't ever get it confused. Fuckin' with

Shit sound like bop bop bop through you
I don't fuck with bubble gum rappers
Watch me ball them up and chew them
Like ah pshhh
I spit em out
Rolls Royce

By projecting their fears 
Onto the people they dictated different 

So I no longer am a summoner's apprentice
I had to give up summoning ASAP

do my best to never be in the position again
And I know sometimes I get a little depressed
But that don't mean that I give up it's just another test
I

sold enough
Shorty told me tell her how I'm feelin', told me open up
But I don't speak on that, my music show enough
She want me to tell her how I'm

Come on, now

When I'm feeling stuck I put my boots on the ground (okay)
I pick it up when the world's got me down (woo)
I ain't met a frown I

Yeah (yeah), yeah
(Brody, come in here)
Yeah, yeah, 2-1, Jzzz (HeyTaewon)

Ay, dickhead, get your mind right
Don't preach to me about my Perky

don’t mean packs
But I won’t let y’all mislead the youth like that
Spit wisdom to give feeling like I used your tooth to write that
Homie Space said Frank

right now

I am the villain right now 

So you betta listen 

Here don't get it twisted

Surrounded by bitches

I was born to get it 

I was born

dude, I think he from Morocco

Playing golf with my ops feelings, call me Tiger Woods
Tryna say you'd pull up on me, yeah I wish you would
I'll cut your

to hills, explanatory
I really want this beat ridden by Cass, but you get what you get life is a bitch
Taking life's shit, you feeling like ass
look it in

Gianis
And I'm back up on my shit, I hurt your feelings
just to be so honest
And my brother out here chasin' after pape he never finished college
And all