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do my thang
Flippin em, killing em, drilling the game
My life is different ain’t living the same
I got a style they can not contain
I got the flames,

I saw your next, and I know your ex

How can I live with that, they can make you happier

I ain’t over you, I need this problem solved

But I can’t

more than me

He said girl what you doing this for 
Well I’m married to the game
This ain’t nothing to me 

Outro:
I’m in love with the chase 
I play for

head swayin’, this chick is a 10 here
Feels as new as 10 days, as comfortable as 10 years
And ain't a need for those subliminal hints
Man we even seem

snaps them shots 
so her friends will know. 
I ain’t tripping she look good
and plus she got that physical.
Red bottom shoes. How can I lose?
Fool she got

my truth
Giving me confidence for shit I never knew I could do
But that’s a distant memory, I mean, I still feel your effect on me
But things ain’t

it in time

To catch my flight tonight


Coz my heart ain't got no worries

Only a few scratches and yes I'm feelin fine

Baby you're a bit lonely but

I'm not done yet
Falling for your
Fool's gold

And I know your love's not real, that’s not the way it feels
That ain’t the way it feels

And yeah I let

the hate is unprevented/
Ay, I’m tryna travel, getting itchy/
I ain’t used to sitting idle, count the seconds, Mississippi/
But I’ma tryina use the time

I'm so into you
I can barely breathe
And all I wanna do
Is to fall in deep 
But close ain't close enough
'Til we cross the line
So name a game

ain't the one for me

I've exhausted conversation
And all petty accusation

'Cause I can love you better than this
But my heart's running out

all fun and games
I been ducking lames 
Staying in my lane 
Reminiscing got me bumping nothing was the same
I guess I’ve really changed 
This ain’t just

oh i tried so many ways 
oh oh
i am tired of this game
ain’t convincing you to stay
i just wanna be okay
oh oh

(outro)
why you need me?
you don’t see

Dreamin’ of that livin’ on the west coast man
So I’ll fly to L.A. - cop a matte black Benz
'Cause there ain’t no breaks in this great southern land

I’m ripping all her tracks out 
You ain’t gotta make a damn sound 
Bring her to the hood 
she wa see the trap house 
She knows I’m no good 
But she got

taste another bit
More to get throughIm gonna let you...
Tell me what you gone do

Get my paintbrush out if I need to sketch you
I aint got no need

learned 
Made it all so plain
So tell me what it look like
Better hold ya gun tight
Shooting every shot that’s in sight 
Ain’t gotta worry it feel like
Know

Your bodies perfect as it is
You deserve all the love
I’m sorry that I made a list
Number one said you ain’t enough
The times you couldn’t take the load

A reverie so sublime,
when we're together, baby,
really love.

We pray and feed the lwa
We say our dreams so they are
Up under trees, over stars
ain't no need

200 ON SOME FISH HOE

THIS AINT CONTERFEIT

 MY WHOLE ADVANCE MINE FUCK A WRIST HOE

GOT TOO MANY SPLITS, IM GETTIN CHIPS OFF OF HIS SHIT 

Post Chorus

god bless u 
ALG been on top 
That shit ain’t new!

Bad girl alice 
Welcome to my palace 
You can look but u can’t touch 
I know u can’t stand it! 

New

calls, said I’m on the news (I'm on the news)
Hitting my phone saying come through
Playing these games ain’t no round two
Been done, since the summer,

don’t really care who all on your phone
That ain’t my problem
Tell ‘em that you missed that call cause your phone was on silent
But we both know that you

serious)
I wanna see you work
She 'bout her bag baby girl independent (She independent)
I wanna see you twerk, twerk
You ain't gotta do no work, work
Throw