Fearless
Sills
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Fearless ain’t ducking shit Got the bag I ain’t fumble it In a minute finna run this shit In position that’s because of this My karma where the f*ck it is Battle scars I’m stuck with them Girl call me she was mad as shit I was chillin wit my other bitch Excellence Baby know I do it excellent Ima do it for my benefit Doin everything to get us rich Better money with a better whip Ice coffee with a nice view New heights take it trying too Fake love like they like you Rocks on my court my move Melo with it on the come back I be scoring like a running back I ain’t finished tell em run it back You can find me where the sun is at Show me love and I love ya back Stayed myself they be loving that With my ladies and they fucking bad That’s a fact Last round it’s a fucking wrap Name a time I ain’t fucking snap Throwing shade like what's up with that When I die I’ll be done at last Side hustle fill the other bag Threw a hundo brought a bundle back Quick feet’s that’s another lap Another lap that’s another lap Satisfaction seen the numbers add Fill the truck with a ton cash I was sittin on ya mother’s lap Oopsy daisy I’m super crazy Got no filter when I’m super wavy Ima call you out you moving shady Ima do you how you do me baby Fearless ain’t ducking shit Got the bag I ain’t fumble it In a minute finna run this shit In position that’s because of this My karma where the f*ck it is Battle scars I’m stuck with them Girl call me she was mad as shit I was chillin wit my other bitch That’s my other bitch I got options this fun as shit Listen to my gut trust that shit Said I did it then I done that shit They be fronting fed up with that shit Dryer for em than the desert is They ain’t stay the same the cheddar did Shoot my shot with the wetty wrist Dead as shit Left out they just let me down Ima buss it like a semi now Short fuse gotta temper now I ain’t gettin sentimental now F*ck your feelings They don’t understand the shit I deal wit Putting words together make you feel it F*ck a limit blowing thru the celin Fearless ain’t ducking shit Got the bag I ain’t fumble it In a minute finna run this shit In position that’s because of this My karma where the f*ck it is Battle scars I’m stuck with them Girl call me she was mad as shit I was chillin wit my other bitch
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