And if i'm down with this banging shit
Not electronic but control it
18 year sentence with no parole
Y'all know justin, his flow on control,
Yeah months in every night she's in tears
Texting my mama current self
But really he was always in full control,
I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal
Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul
I’m waking up the whole game, maintaining control,
Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win
Out to control the entire nation.
And control this shit yourself dog.
That cellphone that i bought
This shit has got my soul
Please stop that shit! just gain control!
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