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Kiomani

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Going inside their mind, Going inside their mind mind
Inside their mind, Inside their mind, mind
Inside their mind, going inside their mind, mind

Niggas want beef but I carry that Glock tho
F*ck bout no flexing let's see what that money bout
Pimpin' these hoes call it scamming
Don't catch no feelings bitch I ain't ya daddy
Making connections like WiFi spraying yo ass call you tye dye
Me and my niggas smoke zaza fucking with me that's your ass
Ion give a f*ck bitch tell your folk's byebye
Minding my business I'm drinking on sweet tea
You can't spill shit when we never was speaking
Don't do opinions I hear what I want to hear
Niggas too broke yall speaking outside of yall ears
Stacking my paper I need me some privacy
Single as f*ck don't want anybody
This to your body I shake the room with my dance
Put your ass in a coffin

Stupid little piggies going inside their minds
Looking good on my worst day, yeah I know fine
Brat brat brat boy living luxury got my bag
And did the spree middle fingers up to motherfuckers
That can't pay the fee

That's my motto new to the game but an icon
People say we blood but youn come close
Ain't my son you my ma fucking stepson
Aye, Aye, Aye
All about dollars if you got a problem
Then look at my options talking that cap on the book
In person you just a lame and a bitch boy

Niggas started hating when you start winning
Got my own wave in my eyes see no competition
To me see we all winning, get your bread then mind your business
Go home go to sleep wake up in the morning then get back to business
You get

No Luv, yeah yeah
You get's no luv, yeah yeah yeah
No Luv, yeah yea
You get no luv, yeah yeah yeah
You get no luv, ooouu
You get no luv, you get no luv, you get no luv, no luv

Stupid little piggies going inside their minds
Looking good on my worst day, yeah I know fine
Brat brat brat boy living luxury got my bag
And did the spree middle fingers up to motherfuckers
That keep talking shit

Jump off the porch was a hustler selling in school
Wasn't much but some snacks end of the day
I would get off the bus to the room turning ones into some racks
Never could get disrespectful with me
Lil boy you need to watch your tone
Pull up and beat your ass with a broom
Smoking a blunt I might go home aye

Well wish you hell give a f*ck bout how you feel
Well damn, lost my feelings yike
Anything I want I can pay for it
Don't need a handout I'm my own boss
Ma fucker you gone pay it? I got my own money but still
You gone pay for it

That's my motto new to the game but an icon
People say we blood but youn come close
Ain't my son you my ma fucking stepson
Aye, Aye, Aye
All about dollars if you got a problem
Then look at my options talking that cap on the book
In person you just a lame and a bitch boy

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