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Rease Boyd
Rease Boyd
Songwriter
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Pacific
Pacific
Producer

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Claps in the back For the bitches with the Hellcats I ain't gotta be a girl, but I felt that We ain't on the same path, So I fell back Oh you strippin' in Atlanta for a new pad 51 racks, big titties, and a new ass Bitch, nigga, trick him out for a new bag If you don't shoot, You the one they gonna shoot at Got a house and a car, You don't stick around You be out by tomorrow, You don't give a fuck Bout your man anymore, You just going the top Cuz you planned it before, Never relax Cuz when you getting back To this cash You think about being alone, Why you do that If you ever feel so sad, You should fuck around and hit my phone All 51 girls, All around the world All in my head, Now she crawl in my bed All 51 girls, Tryna get bread Tryna get rich, So they bitches get fed All 51 girls, All around the world All in my head, Now she crawl in my bed All 51 girls, Tryna get bread Tryna get rich, So they bitches get fed We was good Till I had expectations of you Now you left me, And I guess that's courageous of you I'm a loser, That shit is contagious to you You wanna make it, And I've been barely making it through Why I keep on making songs That I don't release It's getting harder, And sometimes I don't believe That I'll ever make a difference Or make something different And sometimes I feel like Everybody is me World weighing down on me, Make it harder to breathe Why I'm always setting goals That are hard to achieve That's the reason that you fuck with me I won't sleep Until the whole world got they fucking eyes on me I heard you took a trip to Mars, I'm working on my spaceship I don't wanna let these Good times get wasted Hit by the truth, But I bet I don't face it That would be a whole lot of Shit that I'm erasing I wish I could chase it And lock it in my basement You're destined for greatness And took me out your world That's about the time I told you that I'd be famous Heard you moved on, But you know I got... All 51 girls, All around the world All in my head, Now she crawl in my bed All 51 girls, Tryna get bread Tryna get rich, So they bitches get fed All 51 girls, All around the world All in my head, Now she crawl in my bed All 51 girls, Tryna get bread Tryna get rich, So they bitches get fed
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