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the things I would do to you, you would
Be tryna be my wifey, sit right in the seat beside me
Ride or die, you by my side
Like Bonnie, Clyde when homicidin'
cannot be erased
I only came here because Joey Drew told me to
Oh my lord, Boris, who the hell opened you?
Alice Angel, did you misplace your halo?
I can
going, sitting rollin' up and blowing
All the resentments that I held on to was stuntin' all my growing
Childish things, I'm done with that, tryna pull me
music thing
But u no rate me
Because I don't play the
Game by their rules
Yeah we see as they move
All the tricks that they pull
Swear it's so shady
But
to go out here and make me a name
I just been coaching and showing them game
When I was broke I ain't say a thing
Now that I'm popping they going insane
a thrown in a home over-looked by a tyrant
My weapon? Ammunition from the books I'm supplied with
Ballistics for a David tryna cook up Goliath
I'm Mr. Too
me
His lil pistol totin shawty
He can put some P's in my hand
And ima flip them hoes with no problem
He love it here
I love you too
Them other hoes
is out of my element but we can always start with just a date
Don't hurt me..
Please!
Will love come down?
Like acid rain
Polluting me now
I'm beggin'
Tell Bama they ain’t fuckin with us
This that 40 out the bag
This that shorty in the passenger
Rolling up
Leather sandals/ Sunglasses
That
Selling Os by
lit
They see the team and know we some bosses
Facts
Ask me what it cost to get off with this shit
Gotta get lost in this shit
That's what it cost to get
Cause I think it suits you well
Here lies the both of you
And everyone who knew
But somehow they still stand by you
You took advantage of
What I thought
Yeah
Here we go
Came from a couple miles west
Momma told me do your best
No stress, no stress
This ain’t nothing like a test
Thought of shining
know my boys, they keep a strap up in the back of the car (Back of the car)
Bad bitties at the function out here taking a bar (Taking a bar)
Tellin' me
shame I do the mumble flow better nigga
Whack niggas in my DMs y'all should reconsider
These boys out here getting turned out by that Ahnet nigga
So watch
clutch see
triplenine he was born with clutch genes
triplenine got his .9 so don't touch jeans
by the way here's a sidenote i be moonwalking feel like
But I know I was put here
For a reason on this earth
I was born with curses, I can't fight 'em
I'll accept it but if I was forged in Hell
Then I'll just
people have already been lined up but here's the key
If you're spending time with the wrong people you'll never meet the right ones
If you're hanging
pale as Cher til she vacay wit me come back with tan
I'm so far up if i come down baby I'd just have to land
Yea I've been fly but my thought process is
make me
I'm out of my comfort
I
Moved here in the summer time
Studio on my mind
Can't see the bullshit blind
All of you drama queens
Live it by any
gone take it off me? Bitch I walk by faith but you gone show me
If my big homie don't score get that assist like Kobe
Long nose I left off three got me
shifty, it pissed me
The fuck off so I stepped off with the quick speed
Fast in a hurry, saw my nigga Murray
Said he got that wet wet make your vision
Matthew
She play me like she has to she look at you like meh who
Not asking for a listen you're right here right now aren't you
Not giving up the act I'm
Send a text
Delete my calls, Heaven sent
You on a date with your mans, you wishin' it was me
When you was just here last night
tryna get your drinks for
Mikaaaaa)
She slid up on me in a stollie (In a stollie)
And she snap my wrist with a rollie (With a rollie, rollie, rollieeee)
That's my Rebel, she the homie
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