Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug
Cause the way i feel, i'm strong enough to go to the club
The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love
The way that it calms, but i feel like powered eagles,
Make her surrender &reconsider real nigga
I feel the thrive but sweep with charisma
Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and
Yeah m a misogynist with a rapist's dialect i need a therapist i'm too violent
Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats
Atop the pyramid, i'm on my i m pei dreams
Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit
This is a family i love, i can admit to being obsessed with it,"
Rap game mr. kipling with the way i bake cakes,/
To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes
Try to keep your spirits up, lil vodka whatever
Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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