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Chorus/Hook:

“I tried to keep it quiet but this shit hurt deep”

“They Watch Me Drown In That Water And They Was Waist Deep”

“I’m Begging God Up

These niggers they hate course they ain't getting money
I'm bout to blow and I'm finna go dummy
Yeah that's your girl and she calling me papi!
I get

Ever since I landed, on planet
Never ever could I imagine
You’d all be so passionate, oh!
I’m a futurist, futuristic bitch
Got me out my element

If baggage was money then I'd be rich 
Tryna change things that I can't 
Questioning if I really am that bitch  
But you made me feel like I ain't

“fuck me david”

Okay
Brr brr
Yo
cy ay
Ya
cy ay ay

cy
I just woke up
She goin' crazy on that stick
While i smoke blunts
I'm a loner
Hearts gettin'

know I been hoe
The man I know you bend for

Say u straight, but u been fold 
Street but u been told 

I ain’t never said a word 
Since I retire flippin

Hollat what you playing at?
My real niggas know that I aint playing scrap
The deal is the ville coming trill
With a newer type of feel for the thrill for

I can’t answer your call
It’s been, been a long day
You’re always on my mind
I don’t even think straight

It’s been, it’s been so long
Since you came

I feel myself on cutopilot
Can you hijack my mind for a minute?
Take the wheel cuz i'm not looking at it
I wanna go down

The blonde is fading, my

I’m sittin’ here on your bed wit you,
You messin’ wit your makeup while we watchin’ some YouTube,
Takin’ in every breath wit you,
Soft kisses on your

Smoking strong gas
Passing star gas 
I been going dumb like I’m brain dead
Pushing straight ahead fuck a 
U-Turn 
No U Haul but I haul ass
All white

Intro)
1, 2, 3, 4, 5
I go bang like a mafucking nine
Oh damn you so right
I thought you was a mafucking fly

(Verse 01)
Smoking on that cigarette, ah

RED LIGHTS 

Hollywood vampire
Cold heart flatline
Like me with my hands tied
But I love it
Red heels drop top
Not a lot of long talk
Likes to call

(I miss them summer days)
(I miss them summer days)

(Ooh)

I miss them summer days 
I miss waking up with you right next to me
When it's hot out
You

Wake up, no texts on my phone
So hard, I am alone
No big deal, you left me on my own 
For somebody else
Loosing track, of my life of it flies
Cactus,

I wanna touch you
Wanna love you
Want you to be impressed

Wanna to kiss you
Wanna squeeze you
Put my face against your chest

I wanna...I wanna...I

It’s Johnny Apple seed planting mother fucking genius. John Legend linguist-ic artistic mother fucking mean kid. And when say fuck you, I mean it. I

About a year into the Biden Presidency, Trump was interviewed.  it went something like this.  I wish he’d do well; you know, I love the country more

Bitch I’m bulletproof, they still taking shots
Ima fucking trendsetter, I can make shit hot
I’m moving bags like groceries, I’m tryna save a lot 
I

Da Da Da
Da da uh da
La la la
Da da uh da
Uh oh oh
Uh uh oh


I wish I could see where things going
I wish I could put things in motion
Losing my

You told me that i was the prettieste
You told me that i was the smartest
You told me that I was  so unique
So why you return your jacket this way

All these dreams bought
It’s not my fault you let them sell it
I gave you real shit
But that’s the shit you got compelled with
Tried to put you on game

of space
You better brace 
I’m coming down from outer space 
To take you’re place 
You better stay seated
Because if you’re not with this I’m going to leave

Won’t you say what’s on your mind though
Call me up in the middle of the night though
She know she good hit her up like she a high note
I treat her