I call it speaking tongues
And im going so fucking nuts
Friday with some ace of spades side ways drunk in love
I found myself losing focus at a sunday service
You just got jacked and body snatched and it's a wrap
From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab
Where you welcome to problems
And keep in my small shiny white nuts
And eating you like a cannibals dinner food
Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot
And shoot off with vodka after whole bottles,
I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love
The day has come, dipset remains the ones
And the paranoia's clutch was enough to rupture nuts
I refuse to be another being on this earth
Rapping with meek mill and the whole entire dream chasers.
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