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Callin' me fantastic
She callin' me fantastic
She callin' me fantastic
She must think I'm elastic

I think to me, right now my love for you is in

almost crashed
Blowing real Jamaican weed, bitch, you ain't smoking gas
I got too much hoes at the trap, asking where I'm at
I got real plugs in the city,

There are no country roads anymore
There are just gray buildings and stores
I'm not trying to start a war
But last thing I want to see is the world

Yes, sir
Aye, aye, I'm like, yes, sir
Give a fuck bout a hater, I do what I want

Faking like that when I know you a punk
Bitch in my face, she just

heel attent
Maar m'n rechterhand is toch niet echt hetzelfde als een vent

Oh, ik wou dat ik een sletje was
Elke avond lekker neuken met een andere gast

And keep one for the team
I spent fourty days and fourty nights lonely
I started lifting weights lil nigga I was boney
I started watching Scarface I'm

boom
Run up on me wrong, put you in a tomb
Yeah, he playin' sides, it's a sudden doom
Yeah, yeah, ya bit feelin' on me in the room
I'm high off

Mistaking these things for you swear I'm acting like they're fine
Doing these things for you I've been acting like you're mine
Thought you were my

to ride then ride with me

Baby i'm just warming I'm tryina make a better me
& this p that I'm pushing is for you & me
It doesn't matter where I've been

got it
And I got it, these niggas know that I'm ballin' Look at my closet, look at the car that I'm
Drivin' That bitch a foreign, look at the watch

I don't know where to go from here, I'll just try my best, I guess not for me
Where the fuck am I supposed to go from here? By guess, I'm a stupid

of shnashcay
So even now, those that are low try to blow up my phone
And I don't even like the feeling when I'm stoned
Just makes me think how Johnny's never

on me whatever you meant (I don't care)
Monsters under my bed
Said you rocking with a Trapstar (baby I'm a trapstar)
Dropped out, don't care, down

Green eyed and bright at 18
A face for mainstream
A walking daydream, they scream
Sweet life of peaches and cream
No doubt I’m wishing it was me

I'm too damn high
I'm too damn high
(Fuck it give me another one)
I'm too damn high
I'm too damn
I'm too damn high
(Fuck it give me another one)
I'm

People say
I'm alone in the Toronto crying down
To this town of nobody
A mighty crash without a sound
Waving across the attack of my sound
Heading

This is a test to see how this
Is gonna sound when I’m rapping
When I’m talking about the climate change
It’s an imbalance in nature
Him think that

us
Walked around in our skin
With a cadaverous mask
Can't even let the dead rest and
Leave the past in the past
I'm glad that I'm aptly
Strapped with

told shorty I only took one, but threw a bunch in
And, i'm so anti-social I can't smile at the function
I had a dream that we worked out
We were in

I'm tryna go
Yeah I'm tryna go
Yeah I'm tryna get get get
Yeah I'm tryna go
Yuh yuh
That's more like it
Im tryna go
Im tryna get get get yeah I'm

I'm always late
But Tree 'P3 always on point
I'm smoking blunts not joints
Y'all smoking bits not coins
Bitch I'm from Memphis but we don't claim

It's pure!

Touch down in my city
You should come get with me
You been feening like I'm feening, yeah
This time ain't no question
Girl you way too

moving foul kid
now i'm gonna say what it's amounting to
Might just let the thoughts pan through
Really all talk but it's not simple
I choose to live

I'm trying to do something
Man I could hardly breathe
My mind a mess now
So baby pardon me
Well I been acting up
But this ain't nothing new
Oh fuck