Baby, you don’t have to try to read my mind
Doing high knees, like i be coming from behind.
When hes coming home from jail
And i'm raw, fish scale
I guess these major deals ain't all they seem
Extreme scream coming from this crippled teen!
Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top
Coming straight from the sands, i'm lost in a grain of thought
Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal
She said i love you too, but im moving to texas down south far from here,
Can't decide, take em out
Coming out from underground,
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