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took tha time
- Never took the time to really find love
- I know I made you mad, baby, maybe, kind of
- I know I been making you down bad, but time's up, yeah
- Your time's up, your life's up
- I could never really find love
- So I'ma sit here and write songs 'bout fake love
- I take drugs to get high up in the sky, yuh
- But fuck it, I didn't know, on the mic, they love my flow
- I can't die, lil' bitch, I'm immortal, hoe
- And she fly, she a fly bitch, she going home
- And I know my mind's shit, my mom would know
- I know I'm on my fly shit, she going, "Oh!"
- And I know she really like it, yeah, we in the studio
- Uh, I make her get on her knees
- I know she love me, she feel so seen
- I ain't no broke bitch as you can see
- I ain't no woke bitch but I'm sippin' lean, sippin' lean
- She a hoe but I still love her (I still love her)
- Sometimes I think 'bout these motherfuckers
- I put that on my mother, on my brothers
- Yeah
- Microaggressions, you think I haven't noticed?
- Baby, it's a recession, we don't know where we going
- She got an obsession, she so broken
- She asking all these questions like I wouldn't notice
- Yeah aight
- My mama has spoken, she said, "Cut 'em all off, baby"
- Yeah, I've awoken
- And I know lately you've been sad, shoot like DeRozan
- As high as Venus, baby, I leave the door open
- Hit my line anytime I'll pick up as soon as I can, Happy Hogan
- Feel like Tony Stark, feel like Natasha, Black Widow, feel like the shogun
- Bitches all on my dick talking 'bout the slogan, yeah
- Gotta protect my energy from hoes, you know this
- You know I got my energy protected from this bogus
- Got the magic, Hocus Pocus (got the magic, Hocus Pocus)
- You are mad, bitch? Fuck your emotions
- Fu fuck your emotions, my plan is in motion, mo mo motion
- She say she wan' go solo, these hoes don't know though
- That I'm the king of foes, hoe, of foes, hoe, yeah
- I put on my polo, no G, give her vertigo when she next to me
- I cannot see, I cannot see what's been done to me
- Lab rats, bitches on my ass, I can back that
- I been really tryna get her ass back
- She gon' really throw her fuckin' ass back, ass back
- Why the fuck would you even ask that?
- I know she just want my money she so bad bad
- And I know I got her dad mad, dad mad
- Got me taking drugs with her, where her dad at?
- She ask me, "Where the racks at? The stacks at?"
- Baby you gotta wait, and then she backtracks
- I know hoes cannot handle the damn backlash
- Flip phone, no type, walk in wit' a black sash
- Jay told 'em, "You can kiss my black ass"
- Man, I miss him every day, he done got backstabbed
- And I backslash a hoe, get his head bashed, where she at, at?
- In the back back of the 'Bach, 'Bach, yeah
- Got 'em mad mad, mad 'bout what? How 'bout you ask Dad?
- She fucked up, now she gettin' backlash, and that's that
- You on my ass, and then you backtrack
- She want it bad, do this shit like I'm Black Flash
- What she really need? She need to call a cab fast
- 'Fore I kick her ass into the streets, she got a bad dad
- She know what she's done to me, don't try to backtrack
- And I got some homies who can back that
- Now she retract that, allegations she retracts fast
- Money's all she wants, we skippin' math class
- Thought we was forever but it didn't last last
- Never took the time to really find love
- I know I made you mad, baby, maybe, kind of
- I know I been making you down bad, but time's up, yeah
- Your time's up, your life's up
- I could never really find love
- So I'ma sit here and write songs 'bout fake love
- I take drugs to get high up in the sky, yuh
- Love won't get me again 'cause I ain't stupid
- Pussy little bitch saying, "You don't want me to do this"
- Then do it, make my life ruined
- I know you won't 'cause you a hoe you scared 'bout your own life
- Being in some ruins
- She fine, she fine, she fine, I noticed
- She mad she mad she mad 'bout where I'm going
- Marco polo, bitch, I'ma overdose
- These queens and kings that we overthrow
- Dynamite, bitches out of mind and out of sight
- I cannot trust a fake hoe, I am not satisfied
- I made a sacrifice, yeah, this my enterprise
- This my damn franchise, now I gotta catch my flight
- When I see you it's on sight
- Fell in love not really not quite, not quite
- Got the Sprite, the Sprite
- The lean, supplies, I killed his ass out of spite, yeah
- Cops asking anybody who has insight, yeah
- I won't let 'em get me alive, yeah
- Over my dead body, I'll be dead, unrecognized, yeah
- She don't want me back she want the money she rip out my insides
- Despite that I still love her even if she a blight
- Bitches so damn fake they not divine
- I pull up in a Wraith we at the site
- Of the crime, bitch, of the crime
- She really said, "Can we fuck for the night" (H h hell no)
- And she wanna make thangs right
- I gotta let you go, so no, you've been denied
- My time is finite, don't don't make me emphasize
- I just pulled up wit' a Glock and met up with someone online
- Shot his fucking ass with such delight
- Then I did the dash from the satellites
- Yeah, I ain't no shining knight, I fuckin' bite, yeah
- I walk into the party with no invite, yeah
- Get so high can barely stand upright, yeah
- Then I stay with you overnight, yeah
- Sunlight, sunlight, I got an appetite
- Killing bitches and sellin' merchandise
- I ain't really with him, yeah, shoot his ass outright
- Bitch, I'm occupied, nah, I can't resign
- Do a fucking homicide, a massive oversight
- Bitches they sit in fright, killing hoes, that excites
- She not my hoe nor my Valentine
- This shit and songs that I'ma recite
- She turn on her flashlight she can't see at night
- Yeah, cyanide
- She really wanna be with me in the spotlight
- I can't be with her but maybe I will, I might
- Flames ignite, bitch, the stars will align
- Yeah, limelight, I thought we were friends, you can't decide, yeah
- Bitches fake, you know they try to hide, yeah
- We fight, fight, fight fight but we alright
- It's alright, it's alright, yeah, my teeth white
- My teeth shine, bitch, you can catch me outside
- How how 'bout that?
- Never took the time to really find love
- I know I made you mad, baby, maybe, kind of
- I know I been making you down bad, but time's up, yeah
- Your time's up, your life's up
- I could never really find love
- So I'ma sit here and write songs 'bout fake love
- I take drugs to get high up in the sky, yuh
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