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Wayne Anthony Lawrence Jr
Wayne Anthony Lawrence Jr
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Ayo Wayne, you might be a mother fucking genius Praise to the most high Praise to the most high Praise to the most high Praise to the most high R.I.P. YT he wasn't supposed to die Now you all up in the sky Now you all up in the sky What am I supposed to do when I was never taught to cry Yes I hold my head up high All I see is dollar signs Nikes all up in my checks I feel like the poltergeist You can feel it in your soul Told you look me in my eyes Wealthy all up on my clothes I am not afraid to fly They will not deceive my eyes They will not deceive my eyes I feel like the poltergeist I feel like the poltergeist I feel like the ahh I feel like the They saying ignorance is bliss what kind of ignorance is this You take the words straight out my mouth my dick be making her do splits Singing Praise to the most high Praise to the most high Praise to the most high Praise to the most high Cigarette ashes I'm smoking backwards I'm backless I blossom out of the ashes I'm seeing three of myself damn I'm never lacking I'm always one to keep packing I'm grabbing dimes for the matches we spark it up then we out zoom I know we talking bout alter egos and I'm where he is And he's where she goes the heavens quiet so light the matches And start the fire lets see where we go I know we talking bout alter egos and I'm where he is And he's where she goes the heavens quiet so light the matches And start the fire i'm singing Praise to the most high Praise to the most high Praise to the most high Praise to the most high They will not deceive my eyes They will not deceive my eyes I am not afraid to fly I am not afraid to fly R.I.P. Yt he wasn't supposed to die Now you all up in the sky Now you all up in the sky This project has gone viral
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