On Edge, Pt. 2
Tstylin
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I'm on edge Mindset really got a issue Blowing out the problems here's a tissue I'm on edge Honestly I'd say I'm going mental This brain chemistry into shift tho and I'm on edge Get my money cause I'm really bout my shit tho Niggas hear me rap and know I'm popping like it's Crisco I'm a grease fire pouring water while we in doors And smoking on this indo And I could get in her so many times that when she scream You thought of melodic crescendos You foil ass niggas tryna Tin fold I fucked her that's a big quote Don't care if you don't like me cause I constantly go in bro And you a fucking maggot if you block me in my sick flow Who thinking that they better If you really tryna claim better Then come body me I got cheddar On the table that's a bid my nigga so here's a sweater it was made out of your tears Now cry yourself a new sweater He lost the fight and went to go and get his big bro His big bro tryna match with hella straps let see who win hoe I'm back to my mentality nigga When I was fucking hitting lick and on that mother fucking savagery nigga You oversized eat a salad my nigga and you ain't gotta be 300 pounds to be out of it nigga I keep solid Y'all be telling on niggas but when cop try to sit my ass down I'm taking battery nigga Just watch from the side lines Don't ask me to f*ck with yo songs Cause you don't like mine We been knew you trash and This molly gone get you all high I'm higher than the gods eyes He talking hella toxic till we aim it at his 3rd eye I don't think you want to know if I could do the drive by Who gave me this 11 with this muzzle let all fly He talking like he won't die Don't put him in a casket we gone bury niggas alive I'm on edge Mindset really got a issue Blowing out the problems here's a tissue I'm on edge Honestly id say I'm going mental This brain chemistry into shift tho and I'm on edge I will never put this shit to rest Wakanda forever put on my chest And I'm on edge Niggas really got me on tip But I'm finna smack a nigga like a bitch He prolly bleeding out in the desert Don't know the damn guy I never thought to challenge a nigga but f*ck it lets ride Bitch you ain't smoking on my wood yo dsl (Dicking sucking lips) live And I could probably count like more than 6 guys Stiff arm her ass like bitch by I'm 9 floors up trust the demons can't get this high My guardian Angeles Be really mad cause ima good guy But sometimes these irritating females Needa just die You wasting all yo damn time Don't come at me if you got more problems than a hood guy No nigga join my only fans and you gone see that bitch lied She wasn't with Tanesha She was fucking round with this guy And trying to get this high So we had told her bitch bye I'm on edge Mindset really got a issue Blowing out the problems here's a tissue I'm on edge Honestly id say I'm going mental This brain chemistry into shift tho and I'm on edge I will never put this shit to rest Wakanda forever put on my chest And I'm on edge Niggas really got me on tip But I'm finna smack a nigga like a bitch
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