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tears off with my mommas spread
Crying by momma bed
Just crying all the time
I feel at fault for why my brother dead
At fault for why my momma gotta deal

my ill thoughts
There's a bomb that's stuck in my head, I always hear it go "tic toc"
I feel like the crazy monster created by Alfred Hitchcock
Murder,

seater
Shawty text me swing by but my first name not Peter
If you need drip, I’ll be your teacher
Strap on my hip, just like the reaper
She thinks I need

repeated
You gotta upgrade your memory disk and get to thinking
With all that freed up RAM
It’s clearer than washed mirrors why you need us fam
We a new

know it's me, flexin the NMDs
Yeezy on Yeezy on Yeezy after Yeezy
We got bands on this shit, it's way too easy
Got that swag, you know we're rockin bape

What's fire is the fact that he's from all the way in the Netherlands, but he's heavily
inspired by the Bay
You have made me want to listen to more

exotic
I didn't have a dollar, but now I'm getting to that dollar
I ran it up, no n****s there to help me f***ing out
I did it by myself, never asked

different
Who you know snappin' like this
I'm the best in the town
I'm what you're missin'
Trap gettin' healthy
We smokin' ZA by the pounds
Higher than

DBTHEPLUG ooh (yeah)
Ooh it's Mook
Ooh (Let's get it) ooh (Uh, uh, pew, pew)

Everyday do what I want too
 I'm gettin' money you know that
It's

than your unreleased (Yeah)
You can tell I'm dissing you with ease (Ooh ooh)
Bobbybaggz on this beat he a beast (He a beast)
On every verse he leaves

But looking so damn nice
I see potential in us spending
Like the whole damn night
In that dress you looking so damn Wife
Shopping spree at Louis V
Might

Louis
So he M.O you know the money
Longer than a Limo
I'm in the kitchen
Slicing a brick they call me Kimbo
The Mac over my shoulder
Like a Trombone
I

just need you by my side, man, fuck all my friends
Ian believe in love for a minute, I can never see us finish
You know I hate every time that I'm

blinded by the green
Objects in front of her
Nothing feels better
Than that new Louis Vuitton
Leather
She smiles through the beatings
Because at the end

at a beauty salon
With a baby Louis Vuitton under her underarm
She said, "I can tell you rock, I can tell by your charm
Far as girls you got a flock
I can tell

probably can't
See that well  I'm smokin' hash
You runnin from niggas that don't know bout 12
Spit hot fire straight from hell
Saved by the beat I'm Saved by

comatose
Poppin' seven pills
Know its too much I'm gonna overdose

Only fuckin' baddies 
So miss me with all the sloppy hoes
Only thing that keep me sane

fed the trenches
Deonte West, u had the ball and turned it over, my nigga
Rather be judged by 12 than carried by 6 of my niggas
Before I lay down in

the trenches

Deonte West, u had the ball and turned it over, my nigga
Rather be judged by 12 than carried by 6 of my niggas
Before I lay down in a box, I a go

chase
Never doubt it
Cut your loss shake my hand n never talk about it
Your Instagram is full of Louis but u walk without it.
So I confront u about it

I done already
Told you this
A 100 times
But she thinks
I'm hotter than
The central
So she's hopping
On the train
Straight to mine
I don't mind
What

on Thursday por la noche
Traigo la verde, in that dress you might
Hurt they feelings
Carpe diem, carpe noctum
You should rock them
Fresh sneakers are like left

Yeah, legend of the fall hotter than summer
I can see it in your eyes
You starving for that new Dom Kennedy

You been on my mind since we met, love

turning
Patience thinning and my calves keep burning
Hotter than a furnace, suddenly I'm learning
Maybe I finally reached the point of no return