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aren't allowed that thought
And believe me, if they were, they would use it.
There'd be a lot of dogs and cats, owned by assholes
That live in
ask him if he could ... you know, just make me a bit lame in one
leg during the week, you know, something beggable, but not leprosy, which
is a pain in
twice the lines but cant fit my shoes
Do what you do but see me monday those are the rules
Barry allen barry allen barry allen I need my money that fast
shit
Tell me it'll be safer to say it in Swahili
They be wheeling you away if you
Say it in South Philly
Look, thirty shots
I'm shootin' to peel his top
label offered us one-point-five, and we was like nah
But Def Jam hit me up, you know what I'm saying?
Noah Preston my A&R for ten fucking years, bro
He
on this topic a little further
You know the subject of love
Let me get on my Barry White shit real quick
Royal empress queen, damn, I so adore you
so boss like
I told Virgil Abloh I want some Off-White
But I'm perfectly fine with what I wear already
Yeah Faces or Faces you can tell by the cover
allowed that thought
and believe me, if they were, they would use it.
There'd be a lot of dogs and cats, owned by assholes
that live in high-rises, diving
Mama you raised a survivor I know how to adapt
Never was deep in the streets
I knew that shit was a trap
Free the ones who ain't spot it & got caught
didn't feel
A thing when they said anything about me
I know who I am and I know the mission that
Needs to be accomplished by
Me don't ever forget
That I am
Legs open wide, nigga dick inside
Like Barry White "Tonight's the Night" for you to hit it doggie style
Lay me on my stomach while I'm countin' them
every other nigga in my crew
I bump hoes, now it's your turn
Tell me young tender when will you learn
I cold mack like pimps you know
Won't sell you
pimpin' and you ain't sweat her
You know?
She writin' you on one of these hip-hop shows
Made me wonder if she's a hip-hop ho
No disrespect, you know i don't
wake up in the sky
You can't tell me I ain't fly (you can't tell me I ain't fly)
I know I'm super fly (I know), I know I'm super fly (I know
y'all flinching
Know that y'all are normal
So you can't resist me
When I'm flowing on the metronome
You can't predict me
I be busted like I'm psychic
you're a rockstar
My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live
White boy, white boy, in your cop car
But I don't listen to her, 'cause my head is
without Illuminati
You better off clutchin' this syri
If we get locked up by the night, I know them folk gone try and hold us
Got gram for nigga on white
and Too $hort raps
Oakland, California that's where I'm from
The city where the boys say you don't want none
But if you do, I'm gonna tell you this
(
with fervor
Virus
Pirates
This is a movement you can't pirate
Tell me if you like it
Please don't unlike it
It's unlikely that you won't type it right?
show you something else
If they let me talk
But I don't know if I'll ever get a chance to tell my story before a judge
Because I think the murder's
hiding
And we can find heaven
If we go look together
So won't, won't you tell me
And get it off your chest?
Your eyes steady talking
And you
hiding
And we can find heaven
If we go look together
So won't, won't you tell me
And get it off your chest?
Your eyes steady talking
And you
Move it now or lose it
Oh You ain't really into choosing
Maybe a bit concerned
Bet You won't miss no turns
Maybe i'm stupid
'Cause if it's just it's
tryna get by
Middle finger up for what they did, I
All this money on me got me so fly
Know I'm on the same shit
Still a asshole, bitch, I rep the same
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