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think I ain't noticing

3 in a day, Dior the way, awww yeah

I am not your bae, still got papi ways loud and clear

Keep the stripes on me, bet you

worry mine, I gotcha you by my side.
Show me your head/hand I’ll give you my heart.

Sar el wa7ad be7tar
Ben el 7ob w el 7mar
Shufu shu li saar
Ro7na fiha

(Ye’ Yea)

(Yea, Yea)

(Yea)

Verse 1:
I should be a ghost writer 
Cause i don’t want the fame
I can give anybody this verse 
Cause they gone feel

To give it your everything, work ethic second to none  
 With my phone in my hand, the headline read 
Kobe Bean Bryant, 41 Found dead 
Denial as long

Situation gettin outta hand 
                Give that bitch some Pumps
      Fix ya Life


Do it how we supposta, 
We coast to coast blkkk cosa nostra,

life is my own
Our voices align
 In numinous song 
The river flows free,
Lost wisdom returns

Old ones! Give me strength 
My spirit nourished by your

on this track
Shoot a Gompy Ghost at you it'll give some knockback
I got slowed by Freiya, that's just super wack
Pull the Paint Blaster out, shoot you

anymore
Hold out your hand I'll open the door

Let you be the one who sets me free
Forever
Those purple eyes lie behind a sea of pink
But I never

Saw

Words go round that break her heart
I wonder if she understands
One by one it gets to her
She got a suitcase in her hands
Tonight is truth or dare
I

Didn't see you around
Just a glimpse of your touch
I felt your hand round my neck
Through my chest
As a sweet little death
Now give it back
Bring it back

love it give it to me by the bundle
We come from the abundance that's the reason I compose this art
Without a fear that there will be no more to come

all them guys was talkin'
Now they at my door every day steady knockin'
Hoe was ready to give me neck, bitch I ain't even clock in
Hit the club, gave

will go
But you'll still be my wife
And i am into you
On every thing that you do
Just take my hand
Baby i am  your man
I been with you for so long it's

keep the family close
No hand holding I been getting my checks in, best bet get your money alone
Imma keep on growing till my name is respected
Need

gestures give man's pressure like when the weapon rise
My words been weaponized
Y'all herbs should recognize that observed by any metric I'm
Nice with it

the tip
She eatin' it quick
I rip it and dip
I gave her a bit
She don't ever spit
She hittin' a split
Don't give me no lip
She using her lips
I stay in

the reins of the game
At a pace you can't keep up with it
Wind behind me blowin' like a fuckin' trumpet
Draggin' bitches by the wig while they suck it

the deadliest tentacles

Documented by the illest intertwined individuals

Now let me take you on a trip that feels like memory lane

The shit is deadly but you

to the car and told the nigga in to leave 
he replied by saying ya bro think I’m gon believe
then he pulled a 0.40 and he was like best believe 
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fingers blood on my hands guilt on my mind nothing for me to polish it till it shines
Frozen and frost bitten but still equip to salute
Off the rip My

miller bout them bands, I beat a hoe by bout the sack
Them bitches see me in they fans, geeking all the way in Japan
Konnichiwa, I fuck your friends

Saint

myself really lately
Is when I'm alone here with you
Can't let you by your space
You're in a different place
Counterfeits in your heart where we both

VERSE 1:
I take your hand
Hold it in mine
I never thought Id see this moment come to life

I see your smile
It looks like mine
And Im so proud

NØ$4Ä2 
I couldn’t give a damn if I wanted too
About your viral phobias it makes me blue
I’ll never understand you let the state screw you
I think