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going as high as the sky, I don’t know you or you I want my main guys, I don’t need bitches I just want my allies, I work hard I keep all my supply, touch

Is that your girl that keeps calling?

1st verse:
You cheating
(i didn’t)
You stealing
You fucking her
I saw ya
On my find friend app
Your location

head

Missing that connection back in middle school she broke me, I remember crying man that shit was such a waste of time, now I keep my distance u

I don't wanna keep away
You got me elevated, floating through May
Shivers when you call my name
Running up and down my spine like lust in a race
In

you
I lost my mind

Locked up in my head
It was a day like every other
Met her a bar
She was shining in every color
As her soft skin
Began to touch me

holdin tryouts
We gon get em out the trenches 
Im a young boss nigga so i keep a couple henchmen
I remember them days yea it was cold out
Mama had no car

It’s after hours she allowing my touch and the power
I bring vibrations with my moves that’s why I never lose
I keep it groovy never choosing ain’t no

certain devastation 
Fuck a drive taking flight to the hot sun
Too high when she ride with me stotgun
She Hide the cash in the stash when the cops comes

now she caught in the matrix
Nothing about her is basic
I roll a blunt then face it
The look on her face she can’t take it
She tell me keep going she

reached his hand
To try and touch a machine not made by man
But the gravity it made he could not withstand
And man I wish I'd seen it
Bob Lazar
Bob Lazar

by, I cant lie and that's luv
How many more was there to get high but that's drugs
I  stay in touch with supply, why cuz that's plug 
I've said to much

Mummy I am thirsty
Mummy I’m too hot
Mummy she has pulled me hair and tied it in a knot
 
James won't touch the babies, he says it’s “woman’s work”
So

We Gone Make It Out Even If Jesus Lemme Trap Fr …. 


Like Ella Mai I Swear Me & Lil Baby We Be Boo’d Up Gottah Keep These Meds Up In My System When

niggaz 

Real Niggaz 


I can take you I can take you where you want to be 
Just keep me company

Live my life in the fast lane what you want from me

Roll

play by the RULES
Got beef, you better flee or get yourself a TOOL 
Cuz 2 Sec, men go pull up in your HOOD
They fit use you count SCORES
Use your skull

then, she mop that
Combination to plenty bitches, they give it up and I lock that
Two things keep her liquid flowing, my good sex & my knot fat
Muscle

Momma Told Me B Nice

Featuring J Dot

Produced by Canis Major

Hook

Sending you positive vibes for ya Monday’s, and ya Tuesday’s, wet Wednesday’s,

Yeah im back at it like a addict who relapsed on your ass yeah they cant stand it im standing by myself like yeah no challenges so im focused on my

really surprising
You loving and caring gat me
Thinking of marriage damn
Fuck exes they in the bin
That's cabbage, your touch heals No damage exciting like

on the road
Its hot in Miami 
But, my wrist is hella cold
My wrist is on Ice
When I look at the time
I get blinded by all the lights
Had a lot of lonely nights

know for sure I will be by Your side
And in that day a tune I play for You
Can I keep myself and give my praise
To You

( Hey Busy ,you don show again)
( Nice one )
( I hope say you bring some Royal highness come )
( I dey tell you )
( E get where e touch )


Na so oh

trabajo
Legendary like Apollo hustle hard is always the motto
You couldn't touch Po's catalogue in ya dreams player
When it comes to this MEGA culture you

we can fly

Sometimes I'm afraid
That divided we will fall
But at least i have the sureness
Of having you close
I'm holding up by your healing touch