Talkin bout that trill life
Ma want me to go find a wife
But we’ve been going through this thang since way back
Show 'em some real rap,whatcha know 'bout that?
I like my women soft-spoken but the weed loud
Cause our weekends ain't the shit that the weeknd singin bout
Were there some shit there is that i don't know bout?
Them lames ain't even know the newest planes came out
The same truth that ignorant folks just knew nothin' 'bout,
Haters in the crowd, if you see 'em point them out
I'm so intact so i stay sharp
Rapping bout things that leave mark
Don't second guess it girl there ain't nothing to think about
Cause our weekends ain't the shit that the weeknd singin bout
Drugs are a blessingto someone with no breakfast, damnit’s so hard being exited, out
That foriegner is now dislocated incarcerated he is out and bout
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