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Heard my ex bitch feigning now she want
Some X I tell her exit
Ho, why she stringing out she go
Look through our little texting
Hope she all off the rope like
Watching Rey Mysterio wrestling
Ignore my ass to death but nah I'm
Lying she get the message
My Aunt went crazy off the shit I do like every day
My parents know where I'm going their
Siblings been paved the way
Thanksgiving be like a circus
No magic just with their food
And Granny made a meal for elephant in the room
But don't care I'm grown now
Celebrate the low and high
Those miss calls are like my hair
The way that shit done grown out
Where that fucking comb now
I'm too fucking zoned out
(too fucking zoned out)
Can't blame me for what happened last night
I don't remember
Can't except me to just man up
And admit i'm acting different
These school buses in Christmas got
Me thinking it's December (it's December)
Im trying to find someone to blame
But I can only think of me
I'm trying find something that's still the same
But everything changes in a blink
And when we play, we play for keeps
Niggas lame it's to plain to see
I went from nicks to eighths to keys
In the matter of like a week
I'm trying to keep my pace
Smoke blunts to the face
All this cake I chase
All these hoes I break
All this dough I make
Can get blown it don't go in a safe
I don't even got to say
Niggas already know when you great
Man they know when you great
We exposing the fake (fake ay, ay)
It ain't shit but getting rich on
My list of shit to do
Ain't shit on my list of shit to prove
8 bricks and we payed em' 6 to move
Do it slow if you rush, you get confused
Getting bucks what the fuck is left to do
I'm getting sucked by a bitch
That just left her boo
If it's tucked then you feeling
You press then shoot
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