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now yeah my phones on stand by so might dip cause it's boutta bell
As much as this post code freestyles belta my bros got more shit to sell

Niggas snake so watch ya homie
Had to grind all by my lonely
Still got love for all my ppl
Even ones who switched up on me
I ain beefin with nobody
Yeah

me head, Tryna' see what she know
She all in my phone, Yeah, the bitch gotta go
Sippin' on purple, I pop me a X
Don't want no love from you, I just

My love has no bounds sorry this had to go down
I hate my words, lyrics the way I pro nouns
I'm insecure frantic I never calm down
Been missing her,

This shit that I'm smoking really got me in my zone
Busy servin zaza ain't no time to use the phone
Baby call me dada but I'm never gonna cuff
All I

they monotone
I'm good with the numbers, I'm dialing phones
Can't hear the shots my silence on
Greeted with arms you arriving home
Been pro since a teen

And the boys in the back said they poised to attack
I had to go OT, they don't know me
On the 95 ride by my doley
When I get in that mood I get no sleep
I'm

feel the same
It's me and you on the late night flame

Side by side, we pulling up in that Benz ride
At my place of business and I'm
Feeling a certain

Ha

Yeah

Alright

Uhmm

Imma do it 
One more time
One more time

Aight I got it

Need a five band for the walkthrough
And my phone don't ring who I

A message on my phone says thank you for the fun
Started off in second place guess i'm moving up to one 
Wow you got your baby gifts hope it didn't

Pullin threw the trenches dripping stains on em
Chili bean saved incase it rain on me
Watch the fake love cuz they will change on ya
No blinker when I

till' I was by your side
I know you gone be mine tonight
Especially when you lookin' like that
Face on ten
Ass so fat
Makes no sense
Ooh she so bad like

to forgive
I been trynna get right
You miss me in your life
Hate me being uptight
Hate me being myself
Wish I stayed by your side
Guess I saw who I like
Don't

slashes subconsciously
Scrubbing blood spots

I find myself feeling alone when friends stop by
Head off in your bosom's the only time I get shut eye
Astro

Couple notches in my back
Use my chair as chiropract-
Lean back, lean back
No terror surge through my spine
Middle school I would hide
From my peers

Whine for me slow
Follow me go
Jo Jeka lo oh
Jo follow lo

Bae Bamijo
I'm all alone
Please call my phone
I'm by myself waiting
Waiting for your body

ya 

(let’s goo ) (testing 123 I need all bad bitches to the stage all bad bitches to the stage)


 Don’t touch the ones on the floor ( fuck Nigga

the subjecct of prose
a rose by any other psydenym is prolly as gross
you drop a track and they ghost
and yet you still wanna boast
well i been coast to coast

them switches no my gun can’t jam
See we don’t flew more birds
More than Toucan Sam
Ya’ll just like big birds your birds can’t fly
And you say you

I just copped some pills
Lowkey hope they laced
Been tryna get faced
Tryna geek all day
Tryna call ya phone
Is it disconnected bae
I aint seeing

on the phone
i'm back back back it up
man on the moon
i'm gonna run rock rhyme
like my mind went missing
fishing with these lines
like it's my traditoin
gonna

gotta put it down by ya fupa
Smoking blue runtz ina dark stout
My youngin' like smoking dead opps, don't get chalked out
He at tha range so they all count

the stage until the crowds all gone
Leave the show and board a plane until the clouds all gone
Who else stick by ya side like I do
Will kill to keep you safe

a cool flow
Ya right hand been a NARC
How you think he know everybody business
Now let that sink in be quiet

Fuck it bro I'm too paranoid to tuck it
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