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bleeding, can't think about sex
Irritated by your Kotex
We don't need to kiss, we don't have to fuck
I'll pull out my dick bitch, you can suck
Now here, don't

[Felecia]
Nothing or no one
Can take your place (that's right)
With you by my side
Anything, I can face
You keep it tight
And you got my devotion
Just from

of the night
How can you say everything will be alright
In my wildest and dark dreams, I see you

Four hours there and he's got all control
Please stand by

View

Yeah, ayye
Came from the bottom to got em
Buckets to whipping a goblin
Niggas act like they the answer 
But wont let it ring that's a problem

But it could've been much worse we still had some light
Surrounded by the fog our energies were bright
Adapting to the smog until we take our flight

of seduction
We're two sides of the same coin
And we still worth nothing, sad
You get ahead and I keep tails bumping
You know I got the club jumping all up

Another homi
For every tear shed that's another homi, Doa Beezy
Okay now
Got that call about my bro I hate to see his mom cry
I remember that night

fuck with me still but I stay undefeated
I'll end your career but I'll make sure you're breathing
You laying there bleeding, they staying there grieving

They leave us breathless
We grieve still choke us
Like a too small necklace
And where was neck less
As legs pressed against us
Stopped our movement
While

could never owe me nothin that I promise
Told me that I'm still your everything and honest
We could chill and feel the vibe because I got it
If you

Drive thru
Girl I’m always on the go
Solo
But I still put on a show
I don’t like to boast
Cause my struggle was a construct
You ask me how I’m doing

Shawty lookin' good, Kate Hudson
Pussy cat doll, I'ma loosen up her buttons
Make magic, I turn nothin' into somethin'
Turn around, bang it off the glass,

scared
When I dropped that Bust Down
Now I got some money
So I’m boutta buy a bust down
And I’m a clean rapper
So don’t put me in no beef or drama
And I

I'm grabbing these bands with no hands and I'm floating, I'm gliding
I'm soaring and flying and I got my diamonds
My money keep stacking, and I keep

the a time before
Don't be mad at me, when I get it
You gon be mad at me, when I get it done
Don't be mad
I see the look in ya eye, mesmerized
By

time magic
Im 22 tryna touch 24 carrots 
Only got 8 till I'm 30 
Went from an all star to feeling like I'm Fergie

Cause a nigga way too fergilous

as hell man I'm ass backwards 
Start smoking with my cuz after
Rolling up like it don't matter
I was wylin in the streets had a 22 close by me
And I'll pop

Im blind by the light, im high as a kite
55 kilos is still kinda light
And 5ft 7 is no kind oh height
As long as im driven, ill maki it through

the crib like monster house 
Act like you know what I'm talkin bout'
I switched the Bible to a ankh
Still hang with Jesus Christ 
We done talked it out
DJ

alone ay?
You like to talk ay?
But where's your walk ay?
You shouldn't need them on your arm in the first place
We got together it was cool
Still the same

by any means
They don't know bout the times I was in the studio with no sleep
2020 don't freeze
Snapping off on these beats
So dirty with the new magic

build you a farm.
But became worthless, when they took away both my arms.
Snake charms, magic tricks.
The world is flat, and the traffic is thick.
Got my

my statement
Moved to the town but the Dub is still my base
Cop me a piano for the crib, shit I got space
That Henny call to check on me, I take him

its magic

And Hot damn Shit I did it again, son
By-Product of Psychotic like Marilyn Manson

And I got it , I ain't pickin at random
I'm puttin targets