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Don’t be ashamed, my saint
Match made in hell on the socials
You ain’t seen me since the posters
Posers begging you to return like Red Rover
Tuck ya in

screaming out fuck the cops
They raided my trap does not mean that I'm gonna stop
They saw a youngin been getting the guap
And they don't want me at the top

Getting bread 
You remind me of satan 
I see all red
Stop all that faking or play dead
Yea & I stand by what I said 
Zone out black out
Jump off the ledge

didn't tell me the truth, they knew I was dangerous
I'm sheltered from all connections
So why I act out, I never trust strangers
Red clouds on my body
Pali

your top dollar baller if you want a skinny guy
You oughtta stop calling all the other guys state wide
I'm a loose lipped, double fitted mister with

to the caucus mountains
Leaking red all over the place here
Never face fear
Then you spending your whole life
In straight fear
To erase fear
Must acknowledge that

I lost me a bet or something 
Better bet a nigga never met a better son
I just know I step up to the plate
And then bat it cus I'm badder 
Than

entertained. 
Well well well you hate me? Awww I love you too, cant have red without no blue. How cute, foreign wrath tongues, spittin flappin off ya gums. Are

nothin
You don't say
So you can walk on by
Or can plot and go cry
But we're not givin in last well...
See I don't care about
Any you motherfuckas I know

the wrong skin tone
A son of a bitch but I'm not gonna be a son of a cunt
To be blunt I gave him a shunt
No father of mine
Glad that he's gone enjoying my

pull out the extendo clip
Look at me right now gonna take a rip
Next time you see me I'm gonna take a dip, in the infinity pool
You know I'm taking you

when you see that sickly skin tone that's pale as bleach
Life's a beach and I'm a hurricane, they look at me like 'you're insane'
Consumed by

on a beat
Money don't mean nothing
When I'm hitting every topic
Why you telling me to stop it
When you turn your other Cheek
Tryna get me beat
Never going

of grave
You and I are gonna live forever when I get drunk
Writing love letters, the texts, sippin' on the red
I thought it better to confine to the DM's

the flags now the red get rid off
She holding it down while I tour her shop
She cycling now it's like Tour de France
Foot off the pedal the cruise in control

on a beat
Money don't mean nothing
When I'm hitting every topic
Why you telling me to stop it
When you turn your other Cheek
Tryna get me beat
Never going

Ain't nobody gonna stop him
Red and blue, you better cop em
Everyday I know I'm hopping to a new level
Without the devil on my side
Even though sometimes

slidin' in her DMs
Prepare for a battle, but I'm never gonna see em
Three dots appear what do I say
Got writer's block so I put my phone away

I've got so

slidin' in her DMs
Prepare for a battle, but I'm never gonna see em
Three dots appear what do I say
Got writer's block so I put my phone away

I've got so

down to me
I know y'all hate to see me leave but please don't be naive
It was never gonna work between us so just let me leave in peace
I succeed from

never come true
I'm on another level
I'm on another level
I'm on another level
I'm on another level
It's my sole desire, drum the hearts of men
Make

are flopping
Ain't nobody gonna stop ‘em
Red and blue, you better cop ‘em
Everyday I know I'm hopping to a new level

Without the Devil on my side
Even

the day we met 
Bro you know I got you nigga touch you's getting painted red 
Even through the struggle had to hustle never break a sweat 
They know my mics

Still making moves
Sticking to the script
‘Till I manifest the invisible
Never mind a haters
Sadly many will belittle you
Cut the alphabet short
Don’t let