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Bet she gon' call papi
I can tell by the way she eye me
Oh mami don't u try me
Ain't no wanna hear no sorry yh
It's a Pablo thing
Can't fix a money

for sure
If you give me the keys I’d love to Slow it down eh
I don’t like the heat i got to cool U down..oh
Slowwwwly.... yea
Shorty gotto back it up
Bt

with me before i get famous
Baby girl I promise that i treat you like my main chick
And I dont give a fuck about them haters
Lately man been hanging

a possibility, we're loosing all mobility
And staying in our homes
Like it our responsibility
I'd say don't give a fuck
But if my momma dies
I'd take my own life,

You smoke the purp? You're European!
Always complainin' about
Something or another so
Go tell your mother, fuckin' grow up!
Answer this question don't

Thought u had my back 
But that was a lie 
Though you was my right hand man
Now you switching sides 
Thought we would run up bands
Now I gotta cut

Shrines in-between
If I dither when I’m lost I ain’t in a dream
Just I don’t really give a fuck
Excuse my Zinedine
Excuse my French, been intense
Paid my

(Why)
Cause that's just who I am
They know who I am
You're just a fan
Don't know why you're even talking to me
We getting money from over the sea's
They

sleeping in the tomb
And it’s either you’re doomed when hearing this tune by this theatre to ruin 
And the blinkin’ of lightnin’ Is about to finish the wound

bought a year ago and don't fit
And it makes me sick that this comes as no surprise
What do you expect when we ignore the signs
We resent the truth

lights in here, you know it
Wings gang, you know it
Imma tell you things I thought about when I was in a bad mood
Tryna tell myself this shit is gon' be

gluten free...
But that Still don't mean a Fuckin thing...
Cuz I eat these beats that served to me..
I'm here to make bread why you swervin me 
Fuck it tho

about is feedin' my family
Man of the house, man with the trouse
I ain't trynna beg for no cred tho
I'm just trynna get them fed tho
Spoon to the mouth,

and you reach we gon' have fun

One way until I fly know the opps they gon' try
I don't cap about what I live it's my brothers do or die (One way)
Dressed

the pain and the hurt
I'm tryna tell em
I'm tryna tell em
Fuck a generational curse
I'm tryna tell em
Been tryna tell em
You can be whatever you want 
I'm

still fuck with Ross
I could give a damn about whoever hate
Tryna build my wealth by getting real estate
You not even flexing if you don’t own shit
Ain’t

don't say the tear, cause spiritually I'm around
Think about the good times, memorize my best lines
Know that I'm looking down, star in the sky

To my two

Don't try that shit around here cause we with it, yea
Hands behind my back, I take ya bitch
I might even wear a blindfold
Six foot flat, Fuck good
She

sure 

The drugs we did fucks the love we give 
The ones we win to love turns to ones we miss 
And trust it ends it sucks is it just we vent?
When lust

Impressed with my ting
I'll give you and your barber a trim
Don't you argue with me, you can argue with him
I'm calm, uh
Yeah, nigga, I'm calm, uh
Got a wap

sometimes it’s going off due to phone calls by a crazy chick who be going off
And I don’t need that right now. This The Calm, girl. And you might be the bomb,

to a bitch who
Say that she fuck with me
But she don't say she fuck with me
But she don't
KWØØD and Fenny
Yeah spittin' chrome praying one day
The lights

on the low
Transformer

Man f*ck who running this shit
Yo that's my word it's so illusive
I heard Dem bitches run they mouth
So I go hush I give contusion
I'm

don't got it
Give me the ring, this aint bout a hobbit
I been a lord way before you started
These tracks like my strain man I gotta spark it
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