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(facts)
Been havin' smoke, but he ain't even know had a Glock on my lap in the back of the car (facts)
I rapped about Hemis with Nicki Minaj, by the time

on forbes list
Ajebutter won so di tycoon
Think am a bad boy cause I have groupies
By that time ma so di times two
From Lekki de junction Mile 2
All the fine

Tell me, Juanita
La diva.
You know I taught her
The dippish.
Shout out Aminah.
Supporting all of my features.
Confronted, all my people we on it.
Big

apart
I can't stand it
All this faking
I can show you the face of my mind
This is over
Forget about us
This is over
You hear me now?
It feels so great

but not young enough to forget
The heat and promise of summer
You know it's not right
From our love, I thought I would find beauty
A love that would

Iy Yi Yi

Bobbi Bosselina

Skin Deep [Clean]

1999

niggas by the balls
See me comin', drop the drawers, stop and pause
Hear me bustas, better drop the charge
Mothafucka, i'm about to roar

Spittin'

c big house doesn't make a home
cnd happiness doesn't come 
From the things that you own
So, don't let making money take all your time
‘Cause

When someone enthusiastically waves in your direction
But the wave is not meant for you
Witness a torrential downpour of 
Just Forget About It

emotions that I'll never get to feel
Criticizing how my fingers move when I'm playing songs for you
It's funny how those songs have changed to be about you

the last time cry
Till my eyes are forever dry
Six Feet Below Hell

And I want to run away
Where the rain hides my tears
Become neutral to this world

that I chose you to put on
And I'm still mad about the last time I forgot
All about you

Walk right by
We lock eyes
Broke my bones
Lost my soul
Feel

phone like I was U2
Connected to the fans without a hand, I did it Bluetooth
The only time I come in short is when they watching YouTube
Spin in with

and done you and your army of one
Never really had that much to say
You're a punk by the numbers Doc Martens and leathers
And studs in your jacket and face

decision
I got the tunnel vision hustle
Till I got attention
They talking tweet style I'm the
Rapper they got to mention
And life's about perspective it's

[Verse1]: 
  
 Sometimes I would like to be alone  
 or flying as a bird  
 sitting by the fire in the night  
 and sometimes forget the world

You've probably heard this for the millionth time
May it never impress on your mind
You're resting easy over cloud number 9
Till it all starts

'm feelin' like I'm up now
Now they turnin' back, back, all upon you
Swear these people care about the bustdown

Almost ran away one time to Nashville, Tennessee
Los Angeles, California, even the big old NYC
That ain't right
You know the nest ain't no place for

politics 
Trust me I'm lying, just ask Ryan, just ask these advertisers
These journalists, everyday the truth be passing by us 
I swear, so next time you

Did it on my own, nigga never had a handout
Niggas want me to go so they can have their hand out
Fuck was you niggas when I was living hand-mouth

on money that was never made by a job
Selling dope, at the corner store, you know how I ride
Yeah
Riding through the city with the widows blacked out
Don’t

to get the weight up 
22 I'm finna spend this bitch 
Witness it u can ride along or skip my blemishes 
Cuz their still mine 
Writing my raps in real time

Infinity pools and palm trees
I ain't tryna hurt you girl, no way. Don't wanna see you walking down the runway
Big ass rock on your fingers, just the smile

live in an era that's do or die
Society expects us to fail
I'm talking about you and I
But we persevere force feed
Enemies truth serum we want
Nothing