Spit it like i get it from the bible for your survival
I'm in the courtroom, screaming 'who dat?' on the devil
Folarin be ballin for all yall to see
Beautiful and breezy but i do not go easy/
Cause out here in these streets you can live or your welcome to die
I can make the clouds jealous nigga i am that fly
Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will
I don't want to hurt your feelings so i'm being gentle,
I dont care about your feelings but are you hurt
This a different motor man better go to work
Hanging on the edge of a knife. all i wanted to do was to make it all right.
I can't see yalet's show these fools how we do it over on this west side
I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines
Why do you look so surprised, you knew i was gonna murder your rhymes.
Suicide i dont give a fuck it your life so you decide it do or die
Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry
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