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Gotta keep
Gotta keep pressing on, gotta keep pressing on
I'm taking my one step, two step
Dadadada
I'm taking my one step, two step
Gotta keep moving
me I'm in the mood
What you sayin, wanna be my boo?
Not the ghost type but I'm tryin'a get with you
I feel butterflies every time you walk by
You're
OG
Slide thru yo hood bet they all know me
I been here before
I’m a young OG
Got my foot in the door
And I’m bringing my team
And we want the bread
Chorus
Heart is burning up
I’m getting numb
Don’t wanna drown, I’m turning it off
Mind's made up ,I’m out of love
No love. No love.
I’m Numb
Am I insane
To think we fit
I wish we could
But every time I fail you
Like a lazy sin
A rusty hook
I’m someone else
‘Cause of every time I’ve failed
someone
Drove to the lake house where we fell in love
I couldn’t wait ‘cause I thought you’d moved on but you’re all I know
I’m tired of runnin’
I’m
Overthink till I’m blue
I open windows for the fire
That’s what I do
Pre Chorus
Losing my mind’s a part of me
Don’t you see
I’m letting you in but it is
enough
I'm tired of the games we play
I'm tired of the words we say
I'm tired of living this way
Seems someone's always got something to say
The same old
was unbreakable, unbreakable
I thought I was unshakable, unshakable
I'm broken, I'm broken, I'm broken up inside
I'm broken, it's somethin' I can no
a fuck that I don't get any sleep
Cap
I was just complaining bout these bags on eyes
I'll tell you all the rest when we're inside
Later baby now i'm tryna
dollars, now she wanna fuck me and my partners
I'm getting rich, my Hellcat making noise when Imma start-up
I'm in this bitch, I order all this shit 'cause
this time no you won't get away
I just been moving up
Money on me do a double Dutch
This tooly on me do a double clutch
I'm out of my mind need to sober
They want war with a natural disaster
Often i'm killin it casually
Looking back on all those weaker and actually
It's a tragedy
How awesome
I'm
I make the fillies go silly
When I'm walking in the building
Looking like about a milli
Man I do this shit for really
Gimme a beat, I'll kill it
Got
bring
To let you know that I'm the one for ya I'm the one for ya I'm the one for ya
No need for a name
No need to explain give you all I got cuz You would
My name be Mac Quadjay and I'm that nigga that just different
Always robbing, writing, drinking, smoking, and pimping
5 personalities so you never
never correlate
Bitch I got M's do not get it confused
You question my work ethic must be a fool
You're failing your test, I'm a take you to school
Girl
The money been jumping (Jump)
I nicknamed it jacks (Jacks)
She said I'm a militant (Pa)
She be calling me Jax (For real)
She can't play with my heart
I paid all my dividends
Check running up
But that shit didn't come to me free
I feel like I'm him again
Walk in I'm fresher than death
I feel like
taken away
Fuck is you talk about
This ain't for the clout
We doing this shit to get out
Niggas be talking bout labels
And getting that money
But I'm
5Eighty Jumpin Out Da Pot
You ain't faking wit no knock offs
See I'm da top dog
Blow yo
Blow ya
You ain't faking wit no knock offs
See I'm da top
I am not turning out what to be
I am not letting you turn this back on me
This time I'm not waiting for you
This time I'm not counting on you
This
shit day to day
Intoxicated, that's my way
Step in the scene, i'm valid
Put the drip on, yeah you know I got it
I got the green like caesar salad
Got
them no more
I'm gonna make it alone
I'm gonna make it alone
I'm gonna make it alone
I'm gonna make it alone
I'm gonna make it alone
Alone
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