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It's 2 A.M. Eastern Time
Should I ping your line
Indecision
You're the full-package
Pristine, like Barbie
Margot Robbie
Adjoin me
Let's build

khutse
Utlwella tlhaloganyo joh , bophelo o ti thute
Ane teit resa rase joh they thinking that we losing
Khante abaitsi hore half the time my niggas hella

ohh baby how do you manage your monolog 
Ooh ooh you know it's kinda standard im kinda raw
The kinda nigga that'll warn ya like knock it off
But you

demise 
I got lil shawty so wet, she still left me to dry 
cnd even when I ain't had it, I still gave her the time 
Was still there by ya side 

These days

When it's time for dealin' with the unexpected
No need to be duckin' the pressure
No I am not that nigga Rivera, but I'm with it whenever, wherever

ਵੇ ਕਾਹਣੂ ਤੁੱਸੀ ਫਿਰਦੇ ਹੋ ਵੈਰ ਖੱਟ’ਦੇ

ਹੋ ਤੇਰੇ ਲਾਯੀ ਜਵਾਨੀ ਬਿੱਲੋ ਆਯੀ ਜੱਟ ਤੇ

ਅੱਛਾ

ਹਾਂ ਅੰਬਰਾਂ ਤੇ feeling’ਆਂ ਚੜਾਈ ਰਖਦਾ
ਸੋਚ ਤੇ standard ਤੂ high ਰਖਦਾ
ਜੱਟੀ

between my thighs
I can sense the lies
With every story told
Behind ya smile
A hurting soul
And I refuse to waste anymore time
But thank you.
I gotta put

There was two versions of you in real life and in my head
I wonder what standards that you had that I ain't met
But fuck that, my last time rapping bout

here fella it’s time that you slide over
My face been everywhere like pumpkins in October
It’s clear that God got his hands on me
So I don’t make plans I

fucking day I'm upin' all my standards (ooh)
My records filled with baddies, and they're getting badder (yah)
She talks about her man like I ain't gonna

you leave me Left for dead?

They say you sound like him, bitch I don't sound like shit
And if you say it one more time, we gon' run that shit
Cause

bitch, main
Y'all artist just side thangs
Nubuck on balance 
My Bank count got standards
Pink Fur Cam on my chiny chin chillas 
Give yo' bitch all

a whore that's busty 
I'm standing tall as giants Throw hands that defy the laws of science  
Put these new rappers to a higher standard 
I'm so fire I

fashion traits
At times I felt
I'm not enough
She's too good for me
Or Is it that I am too poor
For expensive taste
She's always bitching bout the person

the side door, now let's slide
Past due for a good time
Like it's a lot goin' on
Let me get fly
I gotta flock with the bros
Know somethin' light, I'm like

Snakes that's a cleaner equation 

Positive growth with the times that we're making 

E only give an f when here with the gs 

The fam be equal the balance

racking up the screen time
Stop, look at me run wild
We been setting up the standards so high that we'll never ever reach em so Type in the attack
Why am I

penthouse standards, where the fuck is your manners
Know the time is perpetual, you probably dont understand it
Everlasting with these bars, don't care about

to ever dodge that shit again
No, not again
Fucked up too many times, lost too many friends
Wanna know when the bullshit ends
And my life begins, pullin'

crying sometimes cuz it hurt different 
I can feel the Passion dying inside, I try to buy it some time by
Reminding my mind but it don't listen
That love

being, ayy
Talk about the gospel to the wicked fiends
Hold to a high Standard
If Glorifying Jesus ain't in my speech
Then I gotta reflect
God
Gotta be

shaved in his cell
25 for a sweet I'm not saving these bells
I just let it rain for all those times I've been in pain
In and out of lanes counting readies

Tried to set your standards so high 
You said you can't breathe, I
(I)
Realized you needed help
Baby I pushed you to be yourself

You were in despair

If that’s by the standard of the populace

Gotta persevere 
Gotta push through it

See you up high
When we fly 

HOOK
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Bridge

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