No, no, we are not those
I gotta teach hoes
To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare
We feel that connection we are different from every pair
Account the amount we are paid
I'm dreaming to be great
We are on a great run
Catch you up on places i've been
We are see it right , dissing a
Coroners comfort your mama
Are we living or dead bro
Your last man was semi pro
But got comma’s in my statement
We are on the fucking cusp
Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one
We are bred by consumerism
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