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Turbulence

by Kaïn

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I just got the check, Imma fuck it up I just got the check, imma fuck it up You ain't the real, you can't come with us You ain't the real, you can't come with us Hold up I know that I hurt you lil baby I know that you bugged You ain't done with me baby But that shit it hurt I can't fuck with you baby Whenever you come you bring turbulence baby I just got the check, Imma fuck it up I just got the check, imma fuck it up You ain't the real, you can't come with us You ain't the real, you can't come with us Baby I love how you back it up on me If nigga play with you I'm baggin up homie Quarter mili I need that for me & the homies Keep on your mask, you can be with them phonies That shit too crazy how niggas be jealous I showed em' love but they gotta vendetta I can't predict it They move like the weather Look I was fucked up but now I'm moving better Need my shawty steppin' I might buy Margielaa Got a tree full of kings but they just call em' felons I won't fucking with school No, I was skipping lectures Just want dead presidents Feel like I got elected All these police trippin Feel like I need a weapon I could care less what them teachers be talkin' bout Run that shit, cause we need it in a large amount My time is tickin' so I can't be stallin' now I ain't gon' call em out They got me heated That monster, I draw it out Why you still broke making plays at your mama house Ain't on your biz Then it ain't none to talk about I just got the check, Imma fuck it up I just got the check, imma fuck it up You ain't the real, you can't come with us You ain't the real, you can't come with us Hold up I know that I hurt you lil baby I know that you bugged You ain't done with me baby But that shit it hurt I can't fuck with you baby Whenever you come you bring turbulence baby I just got the check, Imma fuck it up I just got the check, imma fuck it up You ain't the real, you can't come with us You ain't the real, you can't come with us Baby I love how you back it up on me If nigga play with you I'm baggin up homie Quarter mili I need that for me & the homies Keep on your mask, you can be with them phonies I stand on the back of my ancestors Get em' knocked off with a hand gesture I can't fuck with you I had better Warrior blood Yeah, I'm back better I can't be stressin' bout what you think bout me I don't know why you're around me You come around because you wanna down me Without it, I feel so astounding I been too clean Think it's time i get dirty The 9 it might do you real dirty These hoes, they might do you real dirty I'm in the clouds Now I'm feeling real dirty I swear it ain't none of these shawties that's worthy At least I ain't met her yet I just been working When I get up Imma buy her a Birkin That Patek Felipe That's on me Yeah, for certain Mama I got you You don't gotta worry Pop know I got em' He don't gotta worry Shawty, she textin Say she wan' be with me Inside I don't think the shit really working Can't trust no one I don't know what your motive is Play with my blood And you know that it's over with I don't think they really know who they're up against I'll put your face to the wall I was up against Wanna be free So I might leave the continent People be grimy I might need a rocket ship Back in my bag Yeah I'm back with the confidence Stayed in the back Of the back Of the back Of the back Of the back with the swag So anonymous They think I'm spoiled rotten Like them college kids Born to be better I might start a parliament Got your bitch shaking like she got the Parkinson's How I I just got the check, Imma fuck it up I just got the check, imma fuck it up You ain't the real, you can't come with us You ain't the real, you can't come with us Hold up I know that I hurt you lil baby I know that you bugged You ain't done with me baby But that shit it hurt I can't fuck with you baby Whenever you come you bring turbulence baby I just got the check, Imma fuck it up I just got the check, imma fuck it up You ain't the real, you can't come with us You ain't the real, you can't come with us Baby I love how you back it up on me If nigga play with you I'm baggin up homie Quarter mili I need that for me & the homies Keep on your mask, you can be with them phonies

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