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flex on on the westside
I don't wanna fuck or hit up your hoe I just said hi
Middle finger up when I sped by
Board another flight it's a red eye
Just

You a dime and Ima face, I feel like Uzi I'm this Patek
I get Moody I get madden
What you see is what you get but
What they reap ain't what they reppin'

it down for them
Raised a Tar Heel, give people Carolina blues
You know the sad blues, whenever you watch the news
Came to hip hop to bring that

get show somewhere for Ojota
I Gotta come back to the one wey dey Lekki and kill them motherfucker
Traffic go slow so freaking late for my interview

babe
Make the time for you, babe
But when you don't love me fully
It push me away, black and blue me
Yeah, I break aside for you, babe
It chips away

Uh, yeah
Ain't no interlude
Said she in the mood
Grab my tennis shoes
People ask me questions like the police, no more interviews
Gin and juice

and do my rap be intrigued by this and that I can write whatever lad
I don't need your map more illustrations more traps more lies that's facts
I sail with

school
Autotune cracking n breaking
But this shit here, sounding kinda old school
Something to groove too
Get lost in the blues
Everything trending

the fuck shit (No no)
I ain't going to the kickback, I ain't going to the function (No no)
I be chillin by my lonely, like I'm trapped in a dungeon (For

Speedy (Yeah)
Run up the blues in the check, it's too easy
Blacked-out Suburbans drive by, he get queazy (Suburban)
Put up the deuce, nigga won't even see

passion, feeding off on my hidden depression
Interviews at the radio stations
People be giving me props but it was no satisfaction
By that time I was on my

so smoothly
Will check my tone when I'm all moody we in it for life yeah I am yours truly
Brush out the waves while you pick out the afro
Look blue in

a little horseplay
Hard in the paint
Rapid fire like a uzi
My vision being tainted
The brain feeling moody
The neighbors getting mad while I'm home making

in the blue can
Knew you hung around the wrong people
Knew you did the wrong things
But I ain't give a damn
Nah I ain't give a damn
Blinded by

I'm da nigga dats gone make a scene I'm da nigga bought a Draco put a 100 onnit wit a beam
I'm da nigga dat was trappin beans, and I sellem by a 1000

ask, I mention my babygirl in the interviews now
And I don't bring the problems from the 90s and the 2 thou
Theres no reason to have a friend or two now

pivitol
I'm the opposite of pitiful
I'm a sinner who wants to make to it to his first interview
I consider truth to be breathing as if living move out my if

the place that I hug
She probably just tasted my cum
I'm just a bachelor
Been told I'm kinda moody
Fuck it, I'm a Libra
Don't like it baby then sue me
This is

the text but I might not send
Let's go
Truly I'm not in the mood
I'm moody so I'm making chunes
Come gimme some face I'm not talking bout blues
I'm winning

NMIM

Wiki

No Mountains in Manhattan

2017

Luis
On duty
I'm wrong? sue me
She on to me
Get the groupie out I'm all loopy
Why you all moody?
Why involve Rudy Giuliani?
World turning all

for the critics
But I don't like the sound of the crickets
And I'm pounding the rhythms and blues
Drinking's painful, they be like "Lil Xay, oh shit,

mi blood DNA
Rich like Dana White MMA tell him seh mi ready fi fight any day
Blue face strapped wid di K I got four pockets full lil baby
I'm so self

the O-V-c and the rest is F-L-Y
You see, I go by the code of the doctor of the mix and these reasons I'll tell you why
You see I'm six foot one and I'm tons

on stage with sage burning in the room
Break a piece of me and be a subject to your inner views
Fantasized of all these interviews
Since a laaitie
Been tryna