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like we're in the clouds
Bumping bangers loud, yeah we got our hands up now
Cutting through the field, gotta take a short cut
Bouncing in them back

a new T, I bless it with these tings

I got gold, I got money, I got fast cars
I ain't wanted me to see, ran off in the back bro
I can't give enough

I been on my bullshit
My hand diggin deep in my bag of tricks
That coattail nemesis
Can stay off my nuts
but you can tag my dick
Haters and hoes

some salmon with the meal
Baby, tell me how you feel
She know I eat that pussy off the grill
I got it from the players for real
Huh, come on

I never

The moon is smaller than the stars
The world is cruel to every heart
Wanting to run away so far
Tired of cutting open every scar
The moon is smaller

She at home
Wait
Why is she calling my phone
Saying she love me
What you on
Like
I think she giving the lo

We in the party
Getting deady
I'm off

Where do you go when you're all alone
High wearing off and I'm far from my home
No one to call
Don't hit my phone
My life revolves around nothing

Bowsette and Futa
Big anime boobs, my guy
Riley Reid
Well, that would make sense

That one would make sense
Celebrity jerk-off challenge
What the fuck
Bro,

to enhance this high
Just like you trippin' off of DMT cause you living a lie
Everything been hittin' different lately, I'm up on the rise
Fuck
I forgot what I

you
Is it you

Is it
Said roll up my blunt, you got me fucked up
Yeah, you said enough
They cutting so deep, the words that you speak

Yeah, you said

blue strips we twinning let's go

Blue strips we be twinning put them racks off in the ceiling
First I was losing now a nigga winning
The skies ain't

Whenever I'm with you I shoot through the ceiling
My consciousness is bouta expand
I'm going off brand but that's part of the healing
I gotta heal, but I'm

cause she choose
But I could do anything and I mean it
That's why she got it how she got it on
Like a nine tales beast best believe it
She gon take it off

what don't die bummy
Knowing if I fall off can't depend on no one but me
So I took a chance to touch them bands until my pockets chunky
Tryna pack a half

cause you never made me feel like I'm enough
I was cutting punishing myself
Because you don't love me
Am I not deserving of your love?
Am I not deserving

the bullet to correct you
If you hate me just surrender
Shit
The Last Supper Volume 2
Coming soon
Please mind it too
Bass hoping off the basement like

Zario
Yeah
Remember them nights we were drinking turn off the lights yeah
But I remember them fights and I remember shit you said and it isn't

get enough
She got my number saved as lud foe cuhs I be cutting up

I really grew up in the places where you can't go
Yeah  my pops solid dude he wit

in the sticks, cutting lines up by moonlight
Froze as the North Pole, winter's own, a cold front
Teddy some North folk, this coat holds a big gun

that I'm planning to digest, yeah
Tryna eat off my plate & steal but don't let me digress
Don't let me... damn
Tryna doubt up on the skill, they try

reading this right
That I'll be cutting down the competition, grow from light
And it's shining down on me
Confide in my calling got
Room to grow in this

brother, brought the scissors, we cutting the ties
Calling me unstable, why the hell would you play with the fire Turning off the lights, we waiting for em

Look my mothafuckin jeans don't fit me, hit me
Drunken off a thrill like the mic
Spilled out some Pink Whitney
The music making me no cents, I'm not

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