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how I-I don't have a heart
Game I play is crazy
Baby please just don't go hate me
Everybody don't want rate me
But they tell me I'm not lazy
Ay baby you

cause you're not here for me

but I call anyway to hear your voice sound (whoa yeah)

I gotta give up find myself.

I gotta give up by myself.

a full clip
You lack aim please miss I with the bullshit
Cause I'm tryna rise get up through this
Don't tryna slide in my life you're a nuisance
It's been

give more money to the poor when you're rich
So yes I'ma go hard and leave scars
My soos an crowbar so charge
My bra you are soap bars stay soft
I'm

gonna play.
You got yourself a good girl,
so move it,
before I get out the way. (And he did).
You don't have to buy me drinks. (I'm UFFIE and I shine).

wanna hug you, squeeze you tightly of course
But I can't touch you cause I'm covered in thorns
Meaning I'll hurt you if you come back for more
Don't wanna

acting like a teenie, swear I'm gonna throw a fit
So here we are, I hope you played it first
And I hope ya'll have a great day at work
And if you didn't,

to the phone 
Don't play no games 
Gonna call you back 
(Call you back)
Wanna ride around 
Wanna blow a stack 
(Wanna blow a stack)
I ain't gon' give up 
On you

Ian, 

we been leaving them gawking

RhymeSick bouta play? 

Shit, we better go watch them

You hear any of our songs and watch 

you’re gonna recall it

flip they script
(Flip)
J. Cole forgot to say hates a drug and yall are addicts
Yall be bending the truth like you out doing yoga
(Yogi)
If y'all gonna

puffin on cloud

Bad lil bitch play da booty like a bongo
Shawty she twerk wit dat booty from the congo 
Gonna make it rain on her head needa poncho
Gotta

that you were sorry
Said you needed me and you were lonely
You asked to come by
Do you take me for a fool
Boy I gotta tell you I'm better without you
I'm

I just wanna live right
Bye for the night
For the month
Had enough
Gonna splice myself out of you cunts
I don't wanna come up 
My fists clenched

crazy every single night, was try to fight
But I would still come see you, have you for a sad night
You know the bitch is hella crazy if she's fucking

at
It's cause I really need that
I see you put your food up
Are you gonna eat that?
Cause a nigga gotta eat
Hodge up, hoes down man we really in the streets

to pass!
First question! What's 2+1?
Easy, 3! Boy, this is fun!
You're doing great, what's 2+8?
10 is what I calculate!

What? No!

I need to call my mom but

awe,
I can't draw,
Sipping water with a straw,

If he made the stars,
Then I need good bars,
To make it far,
I have tiny scars,
Catching bugs in a jar,

I have ill intent
I cruise the script close by the sand with guest
Ain't with the mess play sick I'll clear yo chest
Your muse is next, shorty gotta

me late while it's keeping little Jimmy awake
Cuz someone at school called him the N word today
Tomorrow morning you're just gonna have to explain

keep me ahead of it
All my masters to I’m indebted, yeah
It seems that each lesson learned, brought a learning curve
So if you wanna play me I’m already

off all of your air because you just felt lucky today just to get by
But when you look in the mirror it feels like you waved at yourself and you said

to is when you're knocked out real hard
By the guard Swipe his card and make an escape
Then start a war on the entire human race
Fuck that, plan B, off

me mental chaos and grief
But it's normal to have a crisis when you're only 18, nah
Freedom at last is false
Find the final piece of the puzzle
I'm

I shoulda known you were gay
By the way you looked at me and said let's play

It's alright we can still be friends
But not in the same way ever again