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fucking moms right
This music is just a trend for niggas, they do it just to get by

They raps ain't got no substance send they bitch ass to a best buy

and the shrooms
Trying to get in her view
We hitting the bowl
Next thing I know
Love will be gone by the ending of June
She got the Balance and Composure
Taking my

Rule two tequila and OJ
Rule three don't matter what you say
Let me just vibe for a lil minute
And bitch, it's all love, like we started tennis
And henny

that

You usually don't bite back but everybody testing you
Now you feelin' slight back, I like that
Baby, you should just let it go. Baby, you should

fly as shit
We don't slide on internet
My niggas do all types of shit
Slidin' on these niggas, no adrenaline
Heard he fuckin' with us, we gon' let him

you
But i cannot let you wreck
My heart and my mental
Bitch this shit ain't no rental
You hurt me when i was there right by your side
Standing ten toes

and I rather would starve
Then take any money you offer me sorry
I don't like handouts don't care who you are
Rather walk home then go ride in your car

tunnels get deeper than Walmart
you stand and you fall hard
Don't let them confuse you cause baby you are smart still country like lock heart
It's nothing

laugh 
I aim at they head
They stabbing a b**** in her back
TF won't go out like dat
I don't know why all these b*****s so spiteful
I could never let

get bored
Love he / she gives you love in full package
No corners
Every moment you need him / her is available
Never  to let you go for that seek

Life

She asked if I'm a killer, bitch you know that I can't answer that
Remember going on my first trip, we had to double back

Spin the block and hit him

ya ain't my mother
Let me ask you something have you ever had your heart broken
He was the game you were just his cheap token
If you can't relate
Honey

Big bag talk JuuHurr (talk that talk)
Bag Talk (Lets Go)

Chorus
Five star hotel, Goyard for the belt.
Young nigga stay flexing, made it up out

said he gon kill me know he capping
Seen his ass in person he was lacking 

Let me see some
We can even have a threesome
Let me go give me my freedom

guess I must let go
Till death I'll regret every second I lent you
My love I abandoned, my hatred I let grow 
After you left, you don't get what I went

worm
Let me play with your fro please
Woah woah woah bitch after the show
The Neighborhoods got places to go
Smoking on dro
Professing to the mic
How far

I’m gon leave that up to you and let you deal with the press
I’m a entertainer too and so I see the finesse
How the hell we manifesting when we can’t

touching the mic,
Me and a crap rapper, nothing alike,
'Cause they crap, and I'm not,
Could you demonstrate? Why not,
Let me take this little opportunity so

You can get the chrome get
The fitted off your dome
This shit you think you know think
I'm kiddin' then you wrong
This ain't no song, just flexin' by

feeling it
You feeling yourself, let me show you where mirror is
When the song plays, you hey Siri-ing
Seriously on a wave, and mp3, zipping round tracks

the nicest guy I've ever known
I'd introduce him but I don't know
By which name he wants to go
You can laugh
It's fun to me
Can't tell the last time I cried

some names on my plate,
And they cold.


VERSE 1 R3D

Lookin' in at darkness face,
Catch my gaze my heart it race.
Now I’m thinkin' it’s a heartless

and told 
Him I was shit kid

After my dad died
I ran away from that B-S
To my Ex Girls house
Who smoked me out with trees Yes
Let me crash for the night

everything I thought was between us
Cause it's bad enough when everything that we had was so short lived
And there's still so much of my heart I wanna give but