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of hard
But it took some time
To realize you're my shooting star
I've been thinking to myself
I don't know if you could tell
I want you to myself
What about

like Post Malone 
I was cursed before 
Now I post alone 
Post the post-on, now it's cursed some more
I'm caught as an Opp 
Opt not to talk 
But talks

bought some Prada (Prada)
I really came up (I’m up)
I used to have nada
He wanna get an assist
Want me to put him on my list (what)
I don’t even know you
I

bit
I've been smokin' pine for the hell of it
Back when I wan wild used to get hella bent
Nowadays I'm controllin' elements
What you know about that boy

Exum, Post Malone as well
Swae Lee, OneRepublic, Colton Dixon
Sia, Marshmello, Funnel Vision
I could go on and on, but I won't!

You get the idea
Hip-hop,

shit right I’m always wrong
Ever since I lost pops been moving real slow, got up and did lotta shit on my own
Saucing on you like I’m post Malone, don’t

Ima a little lit right now
Don’t tell me that I gotta calm down
Ima about to say what want right now
This a drunk text, are you up right now?
Don’t

what I wanna
Turn a fridge into a sauna
God I need to chill out
This for my homies the kids at Wazzu,
Cuz you need a banger yeah I know you do,
Homie got

it's Post Malone
Don't tell nobody

You remind me of my ex
With way more style
She the type to face the bottle
And really go wild
I've been

a dope story and I got a dope spirit
And I want to tell it to you but all in a lyric
If I did you'd be looking at me crazy shorty
Cuz, my life, my life, my

can barf
At my birthday, someone put on Paul McCartney
I said "Fuh you, don't spoil my party"
No one wants anymore of The Carters
We only want Jay-Z

petty
Keep you up for five nights, got to watch for Freddy
Penetrate and I go for broke, I let her pay like Post Malone
Best believe I'm a gent, straight

is
If that pussy mine, better say it is
I leave them askin' what day it is
Chargin' on rent, gotta pay to live
You can just tap it, it's paperless
We

a passion
맞다 알바 존나 이쁘지
내 껀지 Look like a show host
Post Malone 노래 기억은 Lost
오늘 체력 좋아 보여 우리 영빈이
몇 시에 집에 가 Ma homie 아님
Go to the fucking
DAMS and Jack Honey
한잔 빨고

you finally making real art
Post Malone, please take a shower, lookin' like a Walmart
Little Pump, you got me stumped, I think yo music too deep
Kanye,

See her on the dance floor, make me want to cut up
Got her edges laid down, ooh that’s butter
She can really get down, Imma say what’s up
She

on
Congratulations, Post Malone
Drop Tha Beat, hear me out time to lemme know
The crown is mine and yes you already know
Money man Fame yo that's what they call me
Run

Everyone is so confused feeling like I'm in solitude saying
That I'm Mr crazy but actually what's wrong with you
Actually what's wrong with me maybe call me

the bottles like post Malone
Shawty wan know what I'm on
She say my cup it tastes like ethanol
Don't give a fuck when I'm gone
Don't give a fuck when I'm sober

the losses
With the bosses you dont ask what the cost is
Costco with the flow, wholesale
Get it in bulk, lyrics should spit in ya cup. they nasty
Westside

To get Stoney like Post Malone (Whoa)
I’ve been a loner since way before the corona
The only thing kept me going was penning
Those songs and poems

much as I go
So all that old shit is a throw
Now I'm just trying to see what you want me to change for you, change for you, change for you
You know I

post Malone shit
Don’t care about no nigga who be talkin in my mention
Once I mention his name once that nigga quiet he start bitchin
Bitch I’m built for

my backpack on cause I'm oldschool
She told me she liked me from the jump but that's old news
She listen to Post Malone
She be drinking cold brews