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And that pent-up aggression
Some people don't use they guns
They use they hands as a weapon
Shawty said she love me
Why the hell is she professing
All

no more
Because I'm bigger than a coockie
You cannot beat me no more
Remember you got rubbed on hell season you wake up and ask your sell what is tha

out with those black tires squealing
Hot black top heated by the California weekend
Cursing "damn, now I'm down to five lives"
Hand pressed against his

been, fighting these demons
By 10 I'll be tripping no feening
Got enough for the whole crew to be leaning
Whatever it is I promise I seen it, seen it, yea

so I don't tell him chill nomo
I'm getting to the cheese bitches sucking on they knees (hell yeah)
I don't tell them boys to go them boys gon go when

here giving financial advice 
I talked to Brian last night I’m glad that  we so tight 
My nigga got a business and he’ll get you right 
Anything you

intuition don’t let me down I pass by but I won’t chill/ I know it’s real and I know it hurt yea I got my shit together I know you say you happy for me but

I'm a brand new man shine bright as a star
Say less, legs crossed at the foot of the bar
I can tell you feel touched by the way that you walk
Make

playing
It's Nintendo
I intend to, block all of your innuendos

Them Casamigos got him
Finna put his fucking body in a bottle
I'm too fucking hot to still

stuffing my plate and it's heavily garnished
Slow motion today I bet tomorrow be a hell of a morning
Never sleep got apnea that's facts because I never was

One damn beautiful girl
Now the stack of books is right where you left them
Salinger Faulker and the big fat Russians
I used to watch you while you read

to hold
And yo
You want that hot shit?
'Cause dun, dun-na, dun-na
Dun, da-da-dun
We got it!
We got it!
But we're modest
About it!
So if you want it
Then

you hot as hell
I'm just tryna show you off can't keep all that to myself
Let them niggaz get a glimpse of you walk by and leave ya smell
Lotus flower

life is agitating
It's shitting on me like it's  Lactating
Articulating my suicidal Motivations
Self isolation I'm in my room Masturbating
Cheatin on my

the court they be snitchin'
You gon' end up gettin' killed or locked in a cell
The only time they'll see your face is in picture or in hell
Bitch I'm from

Sawa kumi nzukuka
Ssente tugooba
This ain't nothing real it's a cinema
Even with no deals we still turning up
Even getting real is getting out

on my soul
So in need of salvation
It's dark and hell is hot
Accepted Christ payment
Yo I tried to do right by my wife
And my kid
Provide the things that

we'll see Bopper John...
He's gotta red hot rod and it's got white leather seats
He's revving his engine just to give those girls a treat
And he'll soon

hoes, they ain't hot like me
Don't give a fuck who out here poppin  they don't pop like me
I'm badass, Britney Spiitz . Better say it  with pride
That's

a man when it leads to the Sauna hot
Now they gonna run in your spot
Watch, plot until they take what you got

Won't stop till you locked in adopt a cell

I closer to the most high
Feel the host vibes as I flow by cause I feel relief
Landrace in my garden bed
Nothing man made is gonna keep me fed
God

fail
Send em to hell, going to jail

Saved by the bell like James
Fuck a vest, nigga, you know we got aim
Fuck his chest like a zombie, we like brains

get a win
So just to get him hot I'ma win it again
And again
And again
And again
The love of Christ is the true medicine
So if you Wanna know if you

to hold
And Yo
You want that hot shit?
'Cause dun, dun na, dun na
Dun, da da dun
We got it!
We got it!
But we're modest
About it
So if you want it
Then