Tricks keep the stuff and hate creeps
Cause after all the lights and screams
I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz
They can withstand the tricks, that thug's pull is simply blasphemous...
Well sorry but i'm feelin like ye and my dreams have taken me hostage/
Salute me, game: invented it, and you can't get no membership, little bitch
And i did the video for really though
I mean the shit was all bad just a week ago
This is my first cypher,
When it comes to spitting that fire
Real at first i like the verse, what's worse is later and such.
Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message
Online video is right for me
Plottin' don’t even worry
She said, "'ye, can we get married at the mall?"
Y'all the truth, got a connection with you all
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