This is a song about "Tweet"

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I'm trying to echo the tweet i just got from my misunderstand

You heard a little #birdie #tweet, fuck what the birds say

When i step off the curb, then, they on they way

He's taking tweet beef to the streets because lyrically he needs to get his weight up

And as the years pass by, you can show them foolsbut you ain't trying to hear me cause your stuck

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Celebrating without any tweet.

Thanks pete, that's a nice tweet

Have no souls indeed

Talk about me through your sub tweet

Yea i'm missin some sleep

You diss me now, not scared of a tweet

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

#original hybrid, dump facts faster then sendin a tweet