I’m so fly even though i don’t even got me a pair of wings.
You're on the verge of squealingbitch made catching feelings
Yeah i got the brains, but i'd rather test these strains
Roll you up and let it run through my veins
So don't worry about me fuckin' your sister,
And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her
Memories of my little sister but she's gone and i miss her.
My insecurities and worries shall be no longer
But you just wanna see screaming, working with a broken back,
Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag
Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around
But instead i got a father that runs me into the ground
I just had my fucking empathy broken
Carolina where i made it from
I always lived without my mom but i know she loves me
Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready
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