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Keyante Ladale Welch
Keyante Ladale Welch
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Why they quitting What's the reason Run the score we ain't even Got this mac with no apps And I promise I ain't Steven Guess what yeah yeah Still the ill'est nigga breathing Turn ya back on me that treason Then we leave 'em to the demons Give ya wife pipe "yeah" like the deacons here I got my stripes like we in adidas gear This purple got my mind blow Nahhh I ain't really here Had to step back one time cuz they acting weird This might sound like 99 in the whip This might bring a couple vibes to the VIP Might slip on my drip mop it up in this bitch Stacking my Pringles don't care bout no chips Underdog betting on himself how got the favorite Now balling feeling like I'm derrick we ain't doing favors Gotta touch this paper like Egyptians let me say a pray Where was your antennas when I need you you ain't save a player Whole team eating "yeah" excuse me waiter Grinding my whole life like rob and big I'm cool with skaters What he say nothing new okay we use to haters Bout to put his bitch to sleep like a euthanator Why they quitting What's the reason Run the score we ain't even Got this mac with no apps And I promise I ain't Steven Guess what yeah yeah Still the ill'est nigga breathing Turn ya back on me that treason Then we leave 'em to the demons Give ya wife pipe "yeah" like the deacons here I got my stripes like we in adidas gear This purple got my mind blow Nahhh I ain't really here Had to step back one time cuz they acting weird Damn, let me get it right 1000 dollars for this sweater yeah don't it fit me nice Promise it ain't all luxury we had some sleepless nights Sorry momma I like spending money on the things I like Seven on my feeling ambidextrous I'm Mike Vick Sorry if I stress you out I'm trynna deal with my shit Knowing that this weed gone clock me out who working my shift Way ahead of my time yeah like a sidekick Heard that ya price dipped You ain't nothing like this I ain't nothing nice Bitch Glacier round my neck yea yeah need a ice pick Promise you gone like this Why they quitting What's the reason Run the score we ain't even Got this mac with no apps And I promise I ain't Steven Guess what yeah yeah Still the ill'est nigga breathing Turn ya back on me that treason Then we leave 'em to the demons Give ya wife pipe "yeah" like the deacons here I got my stripes like we in adidas gear This purple got my mind blow Nahhh I ain't really here Had to step back one time cuz they acting weird Why they quitting What's the reason Run the score we ain't even Got this mac with no apps And I promise I ain't Steven Guess what yeah yeah Still the ill'est nigga breathing Turn ya back on me that treason Then we leave 'em to the demons Give ya wife pipe "yeah" like the deacons here I got my stripes like we in adidas gear This purple got my mind blow Nahhh I ain't really here Had to step back one time cuz they acting weird
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