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late at night
Look at what you're doing, do you think of me sometimes

And when I'm feeling down, I lose all control
Emotions keep coming out, I'm trying

Get ready, oh
I don't know when you'll be ready
I'm bouta go get it wetty
I got the Flo like Progressive
No way we shoppin at
Bent up the way that

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Nigga, you ain't got yo own shit
Remember where you came from
Nigga, you know I'm yo dad, too, but
Still claim it as yo own got that aim
What we

From the edge of time
I've looked and interceded
I don't care what you do
I will always succeed
Day by day, year by year
You adore me, you praise me,

don't know the halfs
We will run your pocket, run what you got
Take your money knot spend it all on pot
Ha ha ha, dude, ha ha ha, fool
I'm driving

You still change your clothes when you know I'm by the window
I know that you said you don't care but why do I still see your Silhouette?
Oh

ain't stop until I fly
Yeah I know what girls are like, please don't ruin my plans
If you're gonna break my heart, let me know in advance
I got my mind

I feel alive
Do my dance I'm stepping to the side side
Roll a wood you know I'm getting high
Bottles popping like it was a drive by, oh my God
I feel

niggaz with skinny jeans wearing headsets
And I ain't really trippin' off the message
But I know these niggaz ain't start wearing dresses
What tha fuck is

start it but we be the hardest
I swear that my opp just don't know what to do
Niggas get mad when they see that you having shit
But this 40 on me

ass up she keep me company
Do my business like trump
Pussy gripped
Fuck her and set precident
God body what is president
When im in that pussy
Im

Spaulding but them blue strips
Yeah you do too much talking you got some loose lips
I can tell by how you walking you ain't gone do shit
I ain't worried bout

sport
You said
I'll be alright
I knew by the look in your eyes
But anytime you want
You know that I'll be the one
Do you feel the same or was it just for

yea
Dump his ass off
I ain't worried think he tough but his ass soft
I know they pay his ass to play but what his mind cost
Real killas by my side this

I can't do this alone no
Alone no
Can't do this alone no
Oh
Yeah yeah
Ay
I miss your smile
I miss your face
Right by your side
Is where i wanna stay

I don't know why, but it felt right
All left to do is just shine
Gotta accept my fears, gotta listen to my heart, to get myself something i really

fucked up giving us free books
Learn what you can, fuck dashing, let's cook
They told me fuck rapping, write hooks
Fuck that, if I do it's 'cuz I wanna
By

We can't play by the rules, keep your pole tucked
Your bitch all on my dick, nigga, hold up
Gang up all in the spot, yeah, they know us
If he want

cause we're young and we're stupid, we're full of mistakes, oh no

Everything we've done, will only be another part, we break it up, do what we're feeling

that I write to
Almost 20 years old at the time of recording
And I hope the algorithm pick the right tune
And by the right tune, I mean mine
Don't be

Feelin' like a don, bitch, I already won
Listenin' to Swerve, all these niggas is your son
How you wanna beef, and you do not own a gun
Ruger on my

his ass off
I ain't worried think he tough but his ass soft
I know they pay his ass to play but what his mind cost
Real killas by my side this the crime

the way that I be livin'
I know nothin' is certain
I know nothin's ever given (uh-huh)
Swear I'll find my path, I do not care if it is hidden
And I'll tell

That's not a 4-4 on my side, that's a 45
Silver barrel on it and it's so defined
So infatuated by the damn design
Know that shit really bout to start