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Lovelli

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When I sneak into town they put wreathes on they house
If I don't see leaves I need keys for the house
That shit from Chanel need a lease for the blouse
The crib got a bell need to ring for an ounce
It's half's and above not no feeble amounts
My friend text me said let's link for the clout
Your bitch seen me and put me in her mouth
Bitch I been top three no more leaving me out

I been putting time week in week out
I move like a mime sneak in sneak out
I been getting dimes my team we count
I been movin work Kg and pound
I been off the block you don't know my background
I ain't tryna f*ck that bitch that my homies be passin around
I ain't tryna trust that bitch all the shit that I found
Go ahead and love that bitch cause you just my rebound

I need my dues paid andalé
Tallying murders I love the rates
Keep making fun man I love the hate
My crib section eight now I got a gate
If it ain't about bread then no time of day
Come shop with the best man I advocate
I heard that the plug lived an hour away
I called the hotel told em book me a stay
Dropping the pack in another state
Throw tax on that bitch we don't give it away
I got a lot of feigns and they love the cane and I love the caine cuz it loves my bank
I'm the king but they stay tryna check the mate
You ain't got no bread tryna check my plate
I see how much your lil project made
I'll triple that shit with a single today

I'll make it happen they call me the magician
I'll get you the pills I don't need no prescription
I ain't complain bout the way I was living
I just played the game with the cards I was given
I know I ain't the same cause I was raised a lil different
I had a bitch who just stayed for the mentions
I had a bitch said I ain't more than addiction
Rest in piss Chris only good for the snitching

If I hear a goofy bitch startin' the plea
I give em nineteen I ain't talking disease
No circus but they callin' my block the trapeze
Free Marquis back in Park freedoms not guaranteed
Tell the chief I'm retired I'm not in the streets
I can tell you a pussy you hard in your tweets
Turn off the stove keep it raw with the beef
I called you dawg then you crawled to police

I really should of put that boy in them pampers
But I clipped him you know I got manners
Got the trunk full of tools man you know I got hammers
Get your friend off my dick man you know I can't stand her
I just met the bitch I'm not fucking no random
I'm smoking on Wham but don't pour me no Fanta
I don't f*ck with dirty but come from the mud
You ain't my blood brother, my brother by blood
Do this shit for your mother that woman a dove
I just pray for your soul hope I'll see you above

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