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turn around and then I fade away Kobe
I Ramadan with Ram Dass up in my past life
And when the fast was over he asked “Brandon could you pass the rice?”

initials that you live by (I.M.S)
Been in a fist fight with these demons, trying lower my self-esteem but I keep on swinging
Cuz there is so much that I have

at the massage, happy end by the masseuse
Happiness doesn't last long, been catching up the blues
Blue uniforms made his low eyes turn wide
Roll the window down say

Everybody wants to know
How I just got over you
Don’t take too much when you’ve
Been done wrong twice
So I'm pulling through
Guess you thought that I

personal
Now you're out the way, out the way
Out the way, out the way
I'm feeling good all by myself
Ain't looking for nobody else
Now you're out

a freak by how you're teasin
I can take your breath away until you stop breathin
So now you know how I roll let me smoke you out baby
I may talk shit about

hoes, dudes, and keep these niggas fed, strike on command when I pat that nigga on his head, get down with the team, it's a new era, bitches taking over

kicked her wind out she slid right into the kitchen
I said girl you the bomb but you gotta blow by yourself
She said this ain't over I'm a see you in hell

by my Lips, damn, lil' mama movin' fast, damn, lil
Mama got a ass, damn, lil' mama bout to be The one I take home, yeah, huh, goddamn
Baby, we got

Trying hard to understand but it gets harder
I miss school, I'd sit in Harvard not to get bothered
By Miss Chopper shooting at my ribs, I live proper

you, every day
But every other fucker would never treat me this way
I won't cry over you
I'd rather cry a river for everybody I'm missing
While you're

Take it from Elsa, let go
Getting on track and I set goals
Put another rap beat on the death toll
In a year, I be growing by tenfold, yeah
Blowing

Know I'm spitting this poetry
Until the father's over me
Praying the rosary
Saying ain't nobody as dope as me
At the age of 100, hopefully
But peace

stance
Home wrecking man I never been fan
I say I'm bout to leave, she reach over and she grab me by the hand
Here's my number if you ever get the chance

Ahh beat by jayy yes aahhhh

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Concept sing the song

I'm a lover girl i no be fighter
Louis

of the time I'm probably by myself​ ​​
You better not think this shit sweet​ ​over here, I'm gon' lay down that belt​ ​​
We ride Strikers when it's dark

You could always come through
Everyday you go be showered
Come in like a cloud boo
Hover over me like the Lord sent you
A G, to be there for the G
Which

me beauty in a girl
Brought me answers in the light
Some questions that had me turned
Just living in this world
Hold by ma vision cah
I'm battling with

If you want we can get freaky too
I'm kinda going crazy over you
Baby girl its just me and you
Baby girl its just me and you yuh
Girl yeah you're such

off a rhyme
And nudging me over cliffs
Got me thinking it's time
Elaborating what it is
I'm taking the pain out of my veins
Til every bit of it drains

fly as fucking UFOs
Over 500 songs go through my notes
They don't want it, Recorded on Logic
Desktop icon, made me iconic
Ayy, now I get head like

Coming in hot, it's over wit
Can't hold me with a oven mitt
No candle, you can blow me, bitch
Don't call me a pussy, gotta show me, bitch
That's

And I don't want
Nothin' to do with you
It's unfortunate
I'm too good for this
And you should know by now
I can't wait around
Telling you
There's nothing

over your camera
Every single alibi, excuse
I know I ran it up
Just because I'm running doesn't mean I'm not a fan of ya
I just need some time to think