So raised like i'm doing yoga, kilo of something is what i take.
Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake
That will be enough
He's the one doing his stuff
Black mother of the earth you know i forever owe you
I heard you made some bad decisions doing waa other dudes do
Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring
That same dude you gave nothing, i made something doing
When love comes callin', don’t love back
Tryin' to change something,but it goes bad
That’s rock bottom, when you want something bad enough you’ll steal,
And keep my account the same way…fuck outta here
But he don't rule a thing
C'mon son, the fuck you think you doing
Im doing this on a beat
She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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