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on my hotline
Think I'm a good rapper go from so nice to much grime
But when the beat drops I go insane 
become something I ain't

Sorry Mom
Sorry Dad
I'm

you're thinking
Titanic our love got me sinking
Ain't ever thought this be beneath me
I swear that she need me like Fiji
Got New Patek on my wrist but we

done playin Mr. Nice
My T. Rex's oil
Is now full price
The KKK
And North Korea
Both get off
On my twitter-rhea

My side-kick pious pence
Ain't sharp cuz

I got bags
Bags in my eyes
I don't fuckin' sleep 24/7 grind
She surprised by my size, but not of my dick
The size of the cash that I pull on the side

error, but it ended so abrupt
hindsight is 20/20, twenty ain't enough, on my
1-2, I shut it down like Luck, I passed the puck
The ice was all nice but

ain't real watch they eyes filled with tears
I don't respond to subliminal disses so say my name
I'll cut you off in front of you by  switching lane

or 19
Dance real close, give him that look, knows what I want
You should  be more on the look out
Cascious on who you bring around
You dont win by playing

nice?
Might not be quite yet healed or ready
Should I be goin' too steady?
But I just wanna know is love complеtely off the table?

Will you bе there?

one
I still don't have my act done
If you rush me with my craft
Bet your ass
You'll be smacked son
"6 Minutes Jay Baby ya Gone''
Nah, Fuck that
What

close my eyes
Kinda into that surprise tho
Everbody tense
Like they always on some bad blow
Swear you ain't making sense
While I'm sipping Oban ice cold

ain't needy
I just be talking greasy
Let's take it nice and easy
Tell me when you need me
Cashing out with you
MIA we at Bal Harbour
They know I ball

tweakin'
Comatose from a overdose he in
A state of mind I wish I could take a peak in
This place is nice I'ma need another week here
Cheap thrills that cost

your
Death will be by
Defenestration

Boutta have the last laugh huh
Talk shit cue that laugh track huh
Future got me in a gas mask huh

​Yeah
Yeah

First off lemme start it with my name is Tyler
Its nice to meet you, how you doing? Heard you kinda sour
I started with a dream,

on the mic, on your best behavior

I have got to get right like real, real money
Hey, I'm feeling nice, feeling real, real funny
Ain't shit tight, have got

thinking bout you
Sitting like thinking like
We can like
Weekend life
She get hurt she can't cry
Rolling with a P R I N C 3 ain't right
Told me that she want

in by morning light
Ain't got no cruise control
Push it to overdrive

(Oooh oh ooh) No slowing down tonight
(Oooh oh ooh) Push it to overdrive

it's

let go
But I can't rest though
Nigga I'm up
Looking it up from left to right and
I'm lucky to making a buck
I need it
And I been receiving
By the grace

by a copper
Where'd that night stick come from
Johnny we miss you man
Maybe I shouldn't nick a bullitt car
When I saw McQueen a real star
Just wanna

her hair down
Let her body move to the beat
And she lookin' real nice
Look exotic like my weed
She don't need no Maybelline
Double cup her, I'm a fiend

muddy, everybody know the phrase
Two-wheel ridin' just in time for the save
Ba back of the trails got mud on my face
First rapper that you know got
Mud

Life as we know it decays
Ain't it quite the epiphany
It's gold what you mean to me
Thousands of miles away
ETA today
Yeah there appears to be lots

These days, power, flame, and fuel
Have not given us peace
Ay, this simple shit gets hotter
I ain't had no father wishin' I could go longer

Why even

and make a fist
You ain't punching shit
Taking your lunch, bitch
Your skank got shanked
By a Yank you can thank
Taught her a few tricks
You can take it