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On god I been dealin wit the same old Dodgin snakes find a way to get the paper Trust is slim but u the opposite in figure Awwwe shit god Baby u the realist hol up wipe a lil Sweat from my brow I dun seen alot of bitches no respect for a mile until i took an extra step nd u came wit a smile its crazy Damn i thought i had this life shit down But im not ready for u I dont wanna fit in my fathers shoes Nd do u wrong nd choose to take advantage of u But should u wait for me never Lets make this night infinite like a Sideways 8 Type endeavor im fed up with the Chain of gravity get high wit me I felt that vibe back when i felt yo thighs shake u nervous cause yo eyes Shifty I thought i wanted u to climb wit me But Ah shit see the times ticking Tick tick Topless im snappin like braw straps Pick up slack like moms back Gotta make sacrifices be the top nd Fall back Fuck any nigga that try to tear us Apart On god I been dealin wit the same Old Dodgin snakes find a way to get the Paper Trust is slim but u the opposite in Figure Awwwe shit god Baby u the realist hol up Aye On god I been dealin wit the same Old Dodgin snakes find a way to get the paper Trust is slim but u the opposite in Figure Awwwe shit god Baby u the realist now go head and Run it Back Back back back back back back Back back Easy does it easy go it you know what it is Back Back back back back back back Back backBaby hit my phone cause She know im really coming Back Back back back back back back Back back Baby lemme hit it right lemme hit it From the Back Back back back back back back Back Everything i do for you is never Easy does it easy goes it easy aint a thing i know what you bout A pretty broad typa ass that all the squares chill around You said yo man did what god damn he a clown You say you lost but baby it seem like you hate to be found Yo i respect you wit the utmost You shining like the sun goes, dont let your motives pogo in motion kinda how love goes Nothin bout you is basic Not easy cuttin fake shit Jay lo body and ginas face they say that you aint shit baby Cut the ties Seen you in nd out beef its the same again Different new nigga but you back inna pain full state again We chilled a couple times but you right back to that lame again Fed unhealthy shit i can tell you done wit da play pretend Playin victim i hate it i hate it this a lesson Toxicity locks any but baby you blessed wit Focus stay on yo grind thats how you bring a real nigga Compromising cheddar for beef youll never keep the lettuce In I been on my better spit yo eloquence Elevate you ever this is evident I spit the best in maryland No second shit Im first yall the seventh sin I wont stop till im on Be the top been a don Yo boi off he a con Be the god we can talk Winters gone We can sit thru the storm Cuddle up Goosebump wit the touch Never fall Speakin honestly Baby Yo Whens the last time you vibe wit Me baby When its Summer time its about to Be crazy I wanna share the fuckin shine on Occasion When we be fuckin in the back gettin faded Im snappin im snappin cause i feel like my back will give Cause i been stressin i need the Money not stackin shit Been over shined by niggas passion Thats whack as shit When i fuck you choke you even when kickin back Relaxed i feel im laggin Damn thoughts in the bathroom On god I been dealin wit the same Old Dodgin snakes find a way to get the Paper Trust is slim but u the opposite in figure Awwwe shit god Baby u the realist hol up Aye On god I been dealin wit the same Old Dodgin snakes find a way to get the Paper Trust is slim but u the opposite in Figure Awwwe shit god Baby u the realist now go head and Run it Back Back back back back back back Back back Easy does it easy go it you know what It is Back Back back back back back back Back backBaby hit my phone cause She know im really coming Back Back back back back back back Back back Baby lemme hit it right lemme hit it From the Back Back back back back back back back Young vinci nigga young vinci nigga
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