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standing by the bus
Hi my name is JMO really nice to meet ya
I wanna know tell me are you a keeper
Our conversation really going places we both definitely

Otherwise these little girls and boys
Will be in this motherfucka thinking that it's real
Only thing real is Israel
Hallelujah
This the deal

The devil can't

you're too easy to fold girl
Too easy to be mine and
The weakness I prey on
Still makes you smile
It can be our little secret
Don't tell
Don't cry
Wait for

nigga how you say I'm paranoid
I'm prepared boi niggas fair koi
So da sauce a little different nigga heir soy
He see red boi, I see bread boi
His bird

a stroller
Nigga beg me for closure, left his ass like foreclosure 
Ya know I don't flee if I see him in the streets
Face covered by quay Might cause a little

to sleep for things she couldn't erase
Seen a love note written in the hard concrete
By a love sick boy who resembled me
Oh where's my baby she is something

an old friend of mine who flew in through the back door
He go by the name of STROBE
Take it away baby
Fluctuation
Ups & Downs
You find out who your true

Summer nights lightning bugs
You and me just out by the Meadows
You looked at me your eyes just gleamed
You said hey boy
I think I might love you so

banks
No whammies
Come on
Heyyy
The way that im cut
I be serving it raw
My word be my bond
I live by the code
Folks from the past
I cant hang with them

know my selfishness got you agitated
Surround myself with some women who keep me motivated
My little nieces need Uncles dollars accumulated

I get hit up

This whole game
You know
So lame
Your flow game
Has no flame
Its cold
Every time I see a rapper walk by
Chin high
Thinking that he so damn fly
And he be

Got ya girl in my phone tryna give me everything
Guess she really getting tired of ya little ol routine

Yeah yeah
I find it funny how you acting
You

Shoulder leanin
With ya partna dem

Betcha can't do like me
Snap ya finger
Like Fabo n em

I wanna see u work
Girl make it twerk
Hands on ya knees
Like Megan

Moishe's Bakery 

Hello. 

Hi, I want to order a cake, and I had just wanted to download all the details with you. 

When do you need the cake first,

in here to grab all the loot (Loot)
Jump in the game no parachute
I was so little just dreaming bout fame
To walk in the room
And y'all scream my name

daddy's a sultan
A nomad known to all
With fifty girls to attend him
They all send him
Jump at his beck and call

But you won't need no harem
honey
When I

this songs over
I hang with white trash and love to skip class
Get high off coke and hash
And fuck a little kid in his ass
Bitch suck my cock while i

When I was a little girl
I had a rag doll
Only doll I've ever owned
Now I love you just the way I loved that rag doll
But only now my love has grown

complaining,
But they're used to it by now, every day's the same.

(repeat chorus)

And when the night comes,
He might get on the phone,
She's a stuck-up bitch,

a ghost
Maybe i'm wrong, maybe you're right
Screams of sweet little girls just used as background noise
He loved the way they played with their dolls
Kept

no handshakes I can barley hold my wrist up
I'm a big fish in a little pond they call me Chuk the dawn
Hop on a flight pop a z won't see the sun til

We all look a little different
From our facial features to pigment
But we all were made in his image
So to live for him is a privilege
I know a couple

these pussies act frail
Cuz these the same tough guys that come by and try and tell me that they tracks real
OG s told me load the shells with gloves

chasing
You seeking this pressure, baby let's face it
Can't catch my eye, if you ain't elevating
Girls lining up, you would think I was Flava
Stuttering,