Quiet Storm Flow (Plug/HB)
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Heartbreak Melody I got it Look out My head hurt likes it a bad Concussion All her girls know about me Like the class discussion Tellin lies bout me... But she not Omorasa I'm ballin' like Sosa Shout my brother Sosa We tag team bitches... Nigga word Kelly, and Rosa I make sum mean mimosas Keep a beam on my toaster Nigga don't need a holster I ball like I'm supposed to Haters be mad Send a screenshot Mad like uncle drew dude Who got His three blocked Even the burglar man Never seen These bars Like car dealer who ain't never seen a Clean car Activist dirty sprite Everybody love the lean I'm from south side Houston Texas Home of the lean Jutland and Windermere Out the widow hear Dice game on my porch Nigga lil Keke there My nigga that's a legend I grew up off the legends I'm talking Pat, Hawk, Pokey Comin down wrecking I learn how cut dope An play street fighter Moved to the SWAT Became a street fighter I hated everyday fighting Man I swear did Neighbor Mexican gangs Torchered me as a kid Sppl, an them Cholos Yeah they made me Don't know how you came up Nigga but club creek was crazy My childhood sum Kids shouldn't go through Gang fight Turned to a kid getting stabbed by the pool Wonder why in school Nigga packed a tool Well not really I kept a knife with me Sammo use to write with me Music I confide in it Restrooms got high in it Please don't be trying it Ok yo I'm back to the beat When I 23 I touched my key It wasn't mine tho Big brudda he put me on my grind tho Rejuvenated a nigga like Rondo Big weight like E Honda Ya bitch fine but mine finer I define a grinder I smell like designer Doce and gabbana You can get tied up Family included My lie woe only need to be Paid an zooted An then What's done is done I'm a one of one If I bought you out the store A heart wouldn't come with one Il flip the big bag Ya boyfriend will fumble one F*ck in so many positions The girl thought she tumblin I'll leave her mumbling Speaking juberish Even gave her ten for delivering Yea Alright let me get it back Do need no nigga to co-sign me I got the set behind me We but'll catch a homy I am on my job Nigga Rip to Tommy Talk slick boy We will come mug ya mommy Bingo or the walgreens Dip off rocking ballmains Leaving haters out in the storm Like Olsteen Shhhh yo Man I love my city That shit hurt my city What you do in the moment Sticks with you permanently Well evidently Ya bitch get on my dick And she'll never quit me Yo
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