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Oh you like to throw stones When you made yaself a glass house Aw yeah But you learning fast now Im too high so I guess I'll let it pass now But don't think you get a pass now Ns straight talking to god on wax now Oh you ns talking Alright I don't hear a damn sound Gotcha bh hot Tried to take me for a damn clown Know you see the limp I'm skinny pimpin like I'm down south Broke bs think they finna cash in when Yves get bigger Only loving on yaself Don't fuck with me my na Only moving hella stealthy in y-3 can ya dig it? I just mix, match, and distort Like I'm Magritte my na I could paint ya whole shit Like the sistine my na Rendezvous of the gods When I greet my ns With the blind, leading blind You can't see my picture, huh What But you wanna be my na It get so lonely (awwww yea) No love thats my grudge yea Had enough of my grudge yea Im so done Im so done yea It get so lonely (awwww yea) It get so lonely (awwww yea) It get so lonely (awwww yea) It get so lonely (awwww yea) Five suicide attempts Don't attempt to befriend me When just a while ago Ya came together tryna end me Im seeing through right all ya faking And ya envy Now Ima kill ya whole damn future Like a plan B Fuck all on your bh like kama sutra Don't ya tempt me She gas me up but her tank is on empty She make it sound like macaroni Said its kraft daddy But I'm adding up tryna stack it Im a math addict No we not on the same time But I'll still ice a patek I gotta give these hoes the blues Man its so tragic Took a couple L's Bounced back now I'm back at it King shit dressed in all silk or some fn satin These ns washed up Tied to go Marcus Camby Don't you ever try to tell saint marc What he can be Im so pretty, I'm so cute I'm so fn handsome Anti everything mind so fn frantic But I'm at peace with the sh*t Cause thats all I can be Not at peace with yaself Know you can't stand me Check the stats Me and you In a different standing Fk the fake This all me Ain't no fn branding Time to go Gotta blast Im not from this planet Time is mine She so fine that I crash landed I don't mind I'll be fine its my master planning Do the most Up my dose Then I do my damage It get so lonely (awwww yea) No love thats my grudge yea Had enough of my grudge yea Im so done Im so done yea It get so lonely (awwww yea) It get so lonely (awwww yea) It get so lonely (awwww yea) It get so lonely (awwww yea)
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