Lyrics:
When I sang I'm on her heartstrings
Got her clawing on the fabric
We making hits hits
That's daily homie, what's up
I stunt like trick stick
My
and think of the bands, ay
Nigga, I'm moving too fast I've been thinking 'bout days
When I cover my tracks, ay
Feeling fantastic coped some new fabric
when it's on they just pass to Wade
Claiming they on the corner shooting like they Battier
It's that or they just rap about fashion, fabrics
illusion
And things aren't dire as they seem
Interrupted is the union
Fabric fraying at the seam
Such a task that has the morning
Such a job to bring
of prairie summer is impossible to take
I grab the hem and lift the fabric over my sweet head
I know what you're looking for
And I'm never gonna give it
fashion, drip in different patterns
Eat that pussy, beat that pussy, in my Louis fabrics
How you got me runnin' from your love?
Overdose on lean, I poured
It's never been a strength of mine
I've never seen a map of the world
And wondered where I fit inside
I don't wanna die alone
There's a fabric
and real savage
Can't fuck with these fabrics
Guns up in each cabinet
Shotty by the bed
You break into my house, that's a body full of lead
Somebody probably
the unobserved has the mass controlled
To weave a fabric from fabrication
That coats the mind and the soul from fated cold
Human reason interference
Planted seeds
Light resonates
Stretching along the fabric of time
Reaching through the dark to me alone
Am I the first to share your thoughts
All I want to learn
the party until I got a bad bitch
She rubbin' on my skin like some fabrics
I rather have a fat chick than a slim girl walkin' 'round like some matchstick
the fattest asses
They go mad for the backstage passes
I stepped in with the vintage fabrics
Come through like Mr. Bombastic
I make this all mandy and magic
It's secret code
I can see your soul
I break your fabric
I find your magic
You don't know, I don't know
It doesn't make a difference
Because we
according to sex addicts
Made her wet then made a mess out of fresh fabrics
Uh she 'bout to cum, I should just let her
Hon' it doesn't get better than this
through your knees
But they don't care how you feel
The little fuckers chewing through the fabric
They're gonna do you in
And I'm sorry the things I
I whip it with magic
T-shirts from Fendi, I'm into the fabric
She's into my pattern
I'm into the fashion
Liking my chain cause I did it in Hatton
know that I love their fabrics (Double C's)
This a new season, men's (Season)
My niggas young brown kings (Rise up)
None of us know about treason
fingers
Through the fabric of all of my thoughts
And I thought I saw a falling star
Go flying past the treeline
And start a fire in our backyard
as you accept struggles to grow
When the fabric of being fades, fate leads you to an earthly grave
Embrace the temporary
Human life is contradictory
And my body only draped in magnificent fabric
Your bitch is Arabic, the type to suck dick for the carats
What's your life like? How you like living
day, if presented with a tapestry of your life
The very fabric consisting of nothingness, you've wasted it all away
Were all given one chance, one
were pouring down and lined up neatly on my string of thought,
I wove into the fabric of a dream
Soon I'll write again, I thought a while ago
I'll
nobody I know
In the streets, it's a hazard
What I'm cut from, they don't make this fabric
Nigga, I wish a motherfucker would just leave me alone
a fabric raver
Girls looking good in Gucci loafers
Gameboys, Gremlins, Gordon the Gopher
Born in the 80s
Raised in the 90s
Skanking out in my Nikes
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