B4IMGONE
Peytn
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Five years later motherfucker ya we back now I ain't never gonna back down I been trynna learn how to swim never gonna drown Ain't never gonna shut down This a fucking countdown Five four three two one I been looking for a baddie Like she's the one I been seeking for a body like a hired gun You're fucking done You better run This ain't for fun Filling out the prophecies that everybody making up That's how every god was made We been letting all the magazines go and lay em up That's what helicopters say I'm just trynna make a bag to buy my mom a fucking house That's what every rapper say when All we do is get the bag and all the love and then we bounce Go and hit the Mandalay I got the juice the Jameson inside the glass when I be Resurrecting baddies jumping right out from my past They showing up all of a sudden like a flood out the gates They want the fame but I got inventory get out my way I'm like the prodigy of yesterday and finally I'm breaking out You're overplayed so ima change the way they fucking hear the sound Bird of prey they like a hawk whipping out the talons No talent on Falon acting like my life is a challenge not valid I know that I want to be In the clouds just floating free No more troubles I'll move on Just kiss my lips before I'm gone I don't know what I'm doing man I don't know what I'm saying Cause I don't wanna be famous Wanna be lowkey But I'm too good at the battle Just like a snake with the rattle I'm putting out all your fire they call me smokey the bear Pull out the pistol and put it up to my temple But then I stare inside the mirror and get too deep in my mental Because I'm trynna be gentle It's like my body a rental Gotta remember why I write it's for the wife and the dental I got a Two seater with no backseat My meat Right outside my pants cuz my chicks boutta blow me While you sit at home Michael Scott fucking lonely Threat level midnight bitch that's the old me Hustling cuddling mumbling stumbling fumbling I be rumbling tumbling man inside your girls tummy She crumbling shuffling man this beat is fucking humbling Remember why I do it cuz the girls all think I'm yummy I know that I want to be In the clouds just floating free No more troubles Ill move on Just kiss my lips before I'm gone Hit em with that one time Motherfucker I been going in If Jesus really loved me then he wouldn't be committing sin If my city didn't love me Wouldn't really give a shit But luckily they do so I can be a little cocky bitch I produce I rap I literally make the whole track Who the f*ck else can say that no cap I fit the whole production team inside my pants haha That's a flex motherfucker Get some checks motherfucker Only thing I don't get is sex motherfucker Gotta get a crib for your mother Take her home and f*ck her Just so I can literally be a stupid motherfucker
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