Frontstreet / (i luv em all)

Jxneration If I call you a slut, you are one But you're my slut You ain't nothing new, I won't entertain em I thought they had a clue, I thought they never phase em Get money my guys, get money my angels No beef with nobody, No beef with no angus Not give the heart, not for entertainment I do it for my guys, still sipping on Quegan No lie, I'm a hypocrite, your body I'm aching This ain't nothing new, God niggas get anxious I'm so do- I'm so doped up in my left arm, got nothing to catch it Doped up in my left arm, got nothing to catch it Doped up in my left arm, got nothing to catch it M-m-my problem is you right now, it's nothing I could mesh I'm say- I'm saying you bugging out, you turning to pest I'm-im- I'm casting a spell right not; you're catching a hex Soul- Soul casually inking out, I put it on flesh I- I- I put it on artillery, I hit you with mechs I'm-I'm-I'm fucking her, im fucking your bitch and your ex I- I- I try again, you wouldn't work. you catching a text? You- you- you done what you done; I get what I get I stopped having fun, that's why I'm keeping it quiet You could say just anything, none of them niggas buy it Imma get so heated in this bitch, Imma start a riot World- world in my hands, they calling me Csupo Wyatt CSU, CSU World- world in my hands, they calling me Csupo Wyatt World- world in my hands, they calling me Csupo Wyatt World- world in my hands, they calling me Csupo Wyatt World- world in my hands, they calling me Csupo Wyatt Don't worry 'bout what the fuck he be doing.