And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true
She asked me to repeat those three words i said in the morning, i texted "i love you".
And slid back north of course to pen more
They asked me what i do for
You scared to beef with me then you better act humble
Rack city, rack city she need a shovel
That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money
And though the present seemed unpleasant he asked to tell it for me
You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack
He is the greatest with no questions asked, he has made me so attached to rap.
But now you got me scared cause you're calling it off
Shame on ya'll, you tryna ball with the game on pause
And though the present seemed unpleasant he asked to tell it for me
So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party
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