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Shady, ew

Yeah, this is your song
Log off Reddit, make your bed and put some clothes on
Find some pillow talk that isn't just you're wrong
Or do you like

I know you look for validation
And lately it's become your medication
A parrot that repeats the conversation
José and a J for inspiration
You been

Everything na vibes when you a toxic nigga 
Slingin dick, providing affection, stand by with the attention 
You my girl just ain’t no title 
I make

a nigga who be wearing ellese
Esses leave you on a death bed dying
Shit
Put the cam down had to show these niggas how to rap
Like I'm a packing a sandwich
I

a message say that I'm creeping girl we can talk about it later
On this toxic coaster of love
with you we ride by the week
One day we cuddled up in the bed

This life is for the ghetto got me feeling durk
Thankful for the life I got it coulda been worse
I put them paws on that doggy Stevie J with the work

don't drank up all the Vodka and a half a bottle of Moe
Ain't no need to find a bed, I can pass out on the floor
Tanqueray slow your tongue to where you

(Aye.. Ra...)

Mary jane ménage à troir
Get the head 
And then i leave her
Mary jane rollin with me
She my love 
You know i need her
Get to bakin by

a good day finally got my bills paid
Pulled up to the Caf just got hit on by the lunch lady
The J we flamed is kicking in my brain is feeling hazy
Got

Red lights
Come back to bed
Hundred degrees
My body's boiling
Tonight
You're in my head
Get on your knees
Two feet is playing
Had a dream last night

loafers (Versace)
And my homie bury niggas like a gofer (like a what)
Fuck a bitch in a bed or a sofa (aye)
I'm selling straight Coke no Coca Cola (ayee)

I'VE SEEN THEM ALL
(Lyrics & Music by Mikael J. Hacken)
They're moving through the trees tonight,
Searching for a place to sleep, to hide,

you gotta get hurt
JK taking L's ain't an option, dog
They think differently, tell 'em that they misheard
I'm the monster under the bed, just waiting

$12 shower at the Flying J
All I wanna do is sleep all day
We got a show tonight in Charlottesville
If the storm lets up we can make the bill.

We

You ever had to fight a nigga off who had a knife
That nigga ain't even made his bed, that nigga wrote a kite
Niggas broke as fuck, still tryna give out

And everybody gone, yeah, everybody gone

But no matter where I go on this whole globe
Jamrock, J.A., man, that's home
Weh dem chop, every day pon di banga phone

the Bottom
I'll die for Respect
I live by a code
My necklace froze
I'm blowing up fast
I'm bout to explode
I'm bigger and blacker
They done made me Bold
My

caught up by the time
I was tearing off her shirt
She was holding onto mine
I was on my full alert
She was losing track of time
Then I had her on my bed

trust issues
I got love issues
Love issues , love issues

Say you got time issues
Give me time, affection
I don't really got a love issues
Damn, in my bed

chick Maryland
Carolyn, that's my old bae
Her and her best friend
They go both ways
Acrobats in the bed no Adobe
Spice girls thats adobo
And that's old

smoke gas, I smoke gas straight by the pound
He ain't got no ass, if you ain't a ten, get the puff around
Hold the fuck up, I don't even know what's going

Oh let's just stay in bed
You don't have to do your hair
Or go to work and wish you weren't there
Today let's take some time for ourselves
We can

doesn't care at all (doesn't care it all, uh)
And typically, I would deal with it by smoking a blunt
Typically, I would roll up in a ball, roll over,

Got a bad bitch, and we're gettin' faded
Pull out the laces, Air Force ones
Kick off my shoes when she flips her tongue
Gettin' head on a bunk bed