No grief into these words
The birds i knew flip birds
Through prosperity of words
That try to chase these skirts
That we ain't never had
I used my rhymes for bad
When love comes callin', don’t look back
It's actually disastrously bad
Skin tone i wish i could take it back
Luxury life, results living bad
Man that was fuckin bad
It's all good, finna dog that
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