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of the real niggas
But I still got a verse for you
It goes like

Yo, my mind's free
No attached strings
My thoughts out the box
No packaging
See bells palsy

Perfume（中文译名:品味）

OA[原词]/ OC[原曲]:Peter Wallevik，Daniel Davidsen，Kieran Alleyne，Dantae Johnson
Producer[制作人] :  Produced and mixed by PhD/ /火星电台 Radio

it
When I looked into your eyes
Every time saw something scenic
But all that fuckin drama
I swear I just didn't need it
Got blinded by your love
That's

strings like party poppers
Glitter in my mouth with a champagne stopper
Anybody can sing but can they make you wanna listen now

I'm victim, I'm a bad loser

Sometimes, sometimes
Sometimes I feel
Sunshine, sunshine
All that sunshine appeal
Cause I've been in the cold
Wit' my head in the snow
Still gettin'

her once, she was down for the ride,
Pussy so wet almost drowned in the car,
Shawty like to pull strings
Like she playin a guitar,
So I pulled up

nothing like that feeling
When you're in that pitch black screen, as the strings hit
In the right scene
Then I feel the goosebumps running up my right

Ain't so metaphoric
All the pain I'm better for it
Where I'm from there's always hope
Told it's free still can't afford it
Older homies called for action

tapped
Little scum sack
How's he full of hate but he still loves cats?
I'm a paradox walking
Carter keeps stalking
You don't wanna see what I've got in my

bitch from The Ring, the blue scene
Lead guitar string gets picked
On the chitlins circuit
I paid dues till I paid off all debts, but still never get no

to the vibes from the speakers
feeling free
Feeling gassed up by the compliments from me
And when we get home you gon turn into a freak
And ima lay back as I

niggas they fell down by the waistline
And I still go independent I am not signed
Ain’t it funny they was hating on me the whole while
They was tryna tie

And weigh this bag while
I'm drinkin on bumbu and D'usse
Aye
2 AM writing by my side
3 AM thinking bout my life
4 AM YouTube videos alright
5 AM Should try

wants me to sing

I want her to sing, sing your heart out
Now we both playing, bring the guitar out
Better get in tune, they hanging by a string
I'm

I been that nigga since I can remember I used to get head by the gym at the school
All of my teachers knew I was a menace but they couldn't deny that

on like a bear in a fur coat
Run the iso, tell them , "Don't interfere!" coach
All on my my own, still make it work
Niggas in this game ain't fam, no Urkel

Flank & Shank they ain't all gonna be the same
This new shit ain't even cooled down yet
Yet I go droppin' mo next I'll take a real break fo show
Bitch by

leave it up to God
Got the pack throwing ass at me Ima fuck it with my lungs
Get the fuck out of here before you get crushed by the weight of the air
I'm

no match like some hypebeast style
So dapper, cold, calculated, icy child... me
Born nothern
Where brothers gettin' killed by the dozens with no

Thought we said no strings attached, so why you nagging me
Broski, finna pop a pill to ease the pain
I can't wait to get that nigga waiting on the day
Don't

her doors
A match made in Heaven by the Lord
Catch me out here pickin' places to dine
I still get nervous after all of this time
After all of this time

The Lord is my Shephard, I shall not want
He maketh me to lie down in the greenest pastures
He Leadeth me besides the still waters
He restoreth my

done ripped me, ripped me
TDC ripping the city
Running the east new Diddy and Biggie
Not in the club, still throw them 50s
Diamonds so green like a lime

Made this myself
Flood with water
Drip by itself
Spend on rent
I spend on belts, premium felt
Living the life, smoking on kelp
Y'all ain't no help (Yuh)