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clueless

He wasn't talking that greezy when man saw last week was he?!
If I catch a man I'm a hose him down wash all that greeze off his body
These man want

me
Racks the same colour my teeth (Blues Clues)
I signed a deal with the plug, he send a box every week
Used to get paid off a scale, now all I need

green, that I gotta keep
When I murder somebody on to the beat
There’s so many times where you
Just try and look over to get past through me
You call that

Yeah
This is a really long, long love letter
I hope you really like it
My sunflower
Just let me uhhh... Get everything together
Hold on
Yeah
Dear

four-fours stack till I'm matchin' my worth in measures
Spend my leisure time
Combattin' these worldly pleasures, attacked by the worst oppressors, unaware

Clientele heavy I need a gym membership 
Just sold a glizzy right outside the dealership 
Aces by cases you see how I'm living
I'm not really into you get out

a boo! (It's peek , likeee) 

Like how did you get me so in love with you? 

I don't know where we're headin' (Iont know)

But I like this view 

Caribou ,

there's only a few that really knows what this means to me

Eyes closed, hear the plan, still I don't know where I'm goin
Keep my head up, feel the word,

for the head, now her legs by her head
I ain't even have to beg, only really bout bread
Yeah, my young niggas still take perks like meds
With my dogs

stop Barcelona, get Paella from the shop on the corner
Walking through the city, I was stunned by the views
Don't remember much, but I know we

the city
Where we grimy
And we never lack

And them would ah
Kill you
If you run off with
The gena pack

Remember the days
When ten of we
We used to share

Picture perfect but its really the opposite
Sticky fingers plenty shit i had Pocketed
Up in the air like where Travis Pastrana be
Been in a race

need time fuck do you mean
Feel like LeBron James in game 6, I can't even get help from my coach shit
Should've keep my dumb ass down in south beach,

smile
I just got something to get off my chest
I don't reduce you by wanting your sex
I don't mistreat you or use you to flex
I do something worse that'll

Count them blessings count them blessings
First off I'm alive I woke up this mornin
It's sunny outside yesterday was stormin
Im finally at a place where

ain't got it. get the strap
No strap?...where the bat
No bat?...well Nipsey slap
You gone feel us by any means
It's our time run this thing
Remember days

consumed by this stupid mask 
Where do I go from here 
Feels like a dead end but the road is clear 
Yeah I hold this pen like it's oh so dear 
But there's

‘m trying to purge
Now I only sell the people words Mr. Officer 


Verse 2:

I told him I’m waiting for my girl to get out of work 
He looks involuntarily

the park
We was voguing by the pier
Paris burning full of Queens
Hit the Village every year
Rollin' now to the rave
Village Voice, six page
I was

Bhad Bhabie Story (Outro)

Bhad Bhabie

15

2018

the real story
(Stop Bhad Bhabie)

Finally reached out to my dad
We met at the mall on some other shit
Pissed off by his tattoos 'cause they had

ways

cbout this rap game

I want you to sit down and hear me say

I am not a shamed of the path I made

People tried to push me off my but I stayed in

got the centerpiece, I got the keys
I get the bag, and I count it by three
There ain’t no option, but to be me
Aye, we winning, and you know that it’s

as a king
Fareal
I know the struggle ain't as hard as it seem
Just my ambitions as a king
Raised in a hell all around some dirt
We became fallen angels off

crack, shit
Smokin boodah's off that brown orange boodah
Stabbin motherfuckers in the back, I ain't afraid to do ya
Roll wit niggaz, that's the same,