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did my wrongs but I could be your Mr. Right (right)

It ain’t the end of the world or the end of ya life

I just wanna see you smile by the end

knife
Freeze up like carbonite
They say I make looney tunes, so please hold my dynamite
I can't find your talent, must've found a hiding place
Or did you

to Cincinnati
Just to link your girl so I can add her to my tally
I know you can't stand me
But do you understand me
I need a big booty bitch that's how I roll

your back
Cause this shit could turn ugly fast
But don't you worry cause those fuckers are all outmatched
They're on my shaft
Let it fade to black
When

and old)
(This definitely a head banger)
In the back of the class sippin my juice with Devon
(If you ain't got your hands up then somethin wrong with you)
(I

up my Gs yup
Nah nah you can’t hide you want me to do ya
Hop hoping in your life like a hallelujah
Boy pourquoi te faire voir
Non mais on est où là

down by the fire
Wearing clothes already payed for looking cute with my attire
Know I’m high but bitch you know that I could keep on getting higher

steady hating, boy
Don't need no blue tick cause I'm certified Truelove boy
I got so much more in store, I can't stop now
Your hate can't stop me now
Got

Growing up not for me
Let me just (uh)
Coast right on by with the windows down low
Oops, gotta little high, need some visine
Hit by the high beam, eyes red

the lights and went
Back in my mode can’t stay the night so put
Back on your clothes
See all this ice, got ‘em asking for dough
I went back to all black like

can't even stand me right
Who's your father Mike? He talks alot skin light
We lived in a city with plenty of bitches, licking they tities feel nice
Look,

the cursive is dirty
So anything that we will  give em will be served with no mercy
Turn and reverse it
Flip the words back so it go backwards
Breaking

Turns 18 in less than a month
He be stressing

Everyone he be failing it's like god's given him lessons
He almost dies by a car crash he said it was

of me
Don't be surprised if I turn my back
And if you stab me in it
I'll lick your blade and jab you back
Yeah, that's how I'm coming
Do this for my son

Molly, shrooms, crack, and speed
Don't forget some of that lean

They all said keep running your mouth
So I'ma keep my keep my voices proud
By voices, I

finger
Of course they're all pointing back at me
Oh sweet Jesus, Oh You think we'd learned by now
Helps us, Jesus, help us...help us to lay it down

up here setting up assets[01:13.66]By His grace i'm gon' get me a wife[01:15.00]Baby you can't fool with your accent[01:17.27]I'd rather make love in

different
Traction off in the rain, SRT slidin'
12 know they play crazy, I'ma keep drivin'
Serve a nine, turn the music up and keep vibin'
I'm just

the trench To the gutter
I might turn up
No telling what I put up
I made a deal with the cutters
No I ain't play by the rules
But I paid my dues
And made off

Before your raps clocked in for TikTokers
The only time taken was diamonds bust down in y'all wristwatches
Last year was washes downs of champagne, now

playing for the Bengals
Granny said I'm kinda reckless, sat back like I'ma change soon
She said "you can't talk it, gotta' walk it with the same tune"
Used

black like some hood wardens
People downplay him talk shit cuz they life boring
See a nigga cashed out yeah cuz I worked for it
Nine years later came back

these streets panhandling
For a gold bottle
Call your moms bro, your dad’s a deadbeat
So it’s up to you and us to
Be a man of the house can’t you see,

Watch me Do my stupid dance
Pull up at your mama crib
Nah give that bitch no chance
Shouldn't this my brudda dem
No peace no love bromance
Even if