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Had a bad night, the parasite of life |
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Will never let me see the light |
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Clip the blinds tight |
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Don't trust your talk or your sight |
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I could beat the pxssy right |
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But it's distraction to my mind |
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But my stride will out live your life |
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Promise on promise |
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I think of making them dollars |
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Before the demons can holla back |
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Keep you pack |
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I say fxck all that |
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I got fam to feed jack |
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Never speak to that |
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Tell me where your demons at? |
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Fxckas got ya back when it's the last act |
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I get too attached, pop till I relax |
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Or pop one on her back |
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You fxckin with a bad, mad, maximum |
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Dash for the better past |
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My nuts the only thing I'm holding back |
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Your face the fxcking landing pad |
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I can tell you where I been at |
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But it seem that |
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Nobody really feign that |
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Nobody really seem that |
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Not same as me believe that |
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I toss ya bxtch to my mans like lead pass |
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The bxtch burning on her knee caps |
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While you was steady flashin money stacks |
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She run it back |
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Honey badge up on that ass |
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Make the most before these demons nap my ass |
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Before these demons nap my ass,yuh,yuh |
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Shut your motherfxcking face |
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I can't speak in public, but I know my place |
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And where I stay will stay the same |
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From the day the boy became space |
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To fill the void of place |
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I been underweight, disgraced and underpaid |
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And ya'll really think I fxckin play |
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Keep it to myself I tuck away,hold the days |
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Like the guts twisting around my fxckin waist |
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But least I know my fxcking name |
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But least I know my fxck..yeah |
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Tell me what the fxck |
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Tell me who the fxck |
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Gonna tell me what? |
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What it's like for us |
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Boy I been the dust kickin up in your guts |
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Boy you keep them cups |
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Believe I seen the cuts |
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When she pull on up |
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I'ma pull up with stuff |
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With my nuts in cuff |
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You can't feel me, trust |
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Tell me who the fxck, want to be like us |
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Ain't they wonder what has gotten into us |
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I just need some, nah fxck it I won't say it's name |
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Like you been in my brain |
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I ain't feel no pain for your moufxckin mistakes |
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I see all of them stains, yeah |
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I'm kind of sort of happy they the ones that I made |
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And you ain't never been the type |
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To hold down the shxt that I just crave, but |
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Close your legs, cause I'ma keep my sons from your shade |
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From your fxcked up shade |