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ain’t trying to appeal to the masses, watching guys fly and / fall on their asses, drifting drive-by while you go in dept paying / cashless, shifting

(What you want yeah you bring the worst in me)
If you want my tee, let you have it, f**k you and your jeans

Say what you want (Slop my top)
What you want

the real friends from the toxic
The Silkk Shock shit it ain't my fault
They ain't put the same work in but want the same results
I'm tryna show'em something,

girl
You're my little girl
You're my little girl
You're my little girl

Feelin on top of the world, me and my little girl
Put you in the dirt, trying

Lyrics with no bars
It's a staple for my music when I'm trying way too hard
I feel like as a white 'burban I got something to prove
Play this song up in

When you play this song, I hope you hold me in yo ears (Hold me in yo ears)
And never leave my arms. You suppose to be in here (You supposed to be in

Ballers Flossin

II Tru

A New Breed of Female

1997

kick it, now
Out the car, where my lighter at?
Kickin' back, tape in my pocket
Let me put this in your tape deck
All these ballers flossin'
Doin'

on paper-round
I'm wide-eyed, my time flies, I sit here and make a sound
2020 kind of breezing by
And 2015 ain't as close as 2025
So I lie here, chilling, looking

open and barf in it
I'll cum in your moms box and
Let my cock spar with it
Put something hard in it, go hard in it
Then pull out then stick my whole arm

happen
Okay, nothing's gonna change unless you make it happen
Okay, everyone say that they really want it but don't put in work
I devote my energy, watch

in May
I thought of this song with a Bomb by the Bay
Young nigga turnt that’s just all I can say
Get the fuck out my face
I get to the chips like

are

Don gorgon 
Young King K get the big portion 
Put in work and the time my son 
So please don't talk bout the work you've done (Nooo)
You're not

We got plans
Baby girl grab sweat pants
I'ma come swoop
I always come thru
Put on ya favorite song
Roll them windows down
bounce like sing alongs
We

Uh
Tell me do u really understand what it feels like to be left alone
Man Only child at home momma at work
So I'm waiting patiently on my dad by da

ass)
So you like to dance? Is that magic?
Is that your ass in back I'm grabbin'?
(Huh?) you're gettin' kinda freaky
Bitin' on my neck
My heart is beatin'

with my problems put it in the dope
She said it's getting hard to feel she bout to lose control
Told her just get a hold
But she like nah, pull up

Cuba with some milfs and some juice
These songs is from my heart I'm just talking it out to you
And making it rhyme and sound good yeah that's true
But

I'll neva die i'll put that on my muva these lil niggas they really suckas, huh
I told that bitch get on her knees I have no idea why her lips is

way 
Round in circles I'd go 
Longing to tell you 
But afraid and shy 
I'd let my golden chances 
Pass me by 
Soon you'd leave me 
Off you would go 
In

they want more like Oliver
Big Shot, Super Star, Punisher, Finisher
Like 2Baba, what he said
Don't bruise my heart, ah delicate

When the gbedu dey

yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Started last year to bad start
Plenty beers, shedding tears and a broken heart
I picked my face

How you gonna be my friend, but you touching my man
At the 10th street sauna with his dick in your hand
Whether open or not, it's a line well crossed

somethin' so precious
Against our prayers, cares, and strong wishes (How could you)
I know now ma you livin' through your kids
And if I look in my heart there

You gon' write your story and I'ma sing mine
They put a nigga in the dark but I'ma still shine
Bring my dogs to the park and say it's playtime
Me and my