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Thomas The Great, (Yeah) Dreams (Yeah) I got fifty flows I got real goals I don't fuck with hoes, I don't do bros Music is my girl and that's for real Keep it one hundred, you know the drill. I got fifty flows I got real goals I don't fuck with hoes, I don't do bros Music is my girl and that's for real Keep it one hundred, you know the drill. Fuck my ex I move on to next Loyalty so rare I can't trust no girl Fuck my ex I move on to next Loyalty so rare I can't trust no girl She told she me loved me She fucked all my niggas She started with Thomas I guess she didn't love me,(Fuck) yeah She ain't talking about me She talk about my niggas giving her papers They crossing the boundary They took off her panties I took her out and she make me broke Fuck with me only when she cold In the crib all she do is smoke Hennessy, never drinking coke Sending my niggas her nudes Searching for Instagram views Thank God is over I'm feeling sober This shit is all in my genes, (Yeah) I got fifty flows I got real goals I don't fuck with hoes, I don't do bros Music is my girl and that's for real Keep it one hundred, you know the drill. I got fifty flows I got real goals I don't fuck with hoes, I don't do bros Music is my girl and that's for real Keep it one hundred, you know the drill. Fuck my ex I move on to next Loyalty so rare I can't trust no girl Fuck my ex I move on to next Loyalty so rare I can't trust no girl I gave her my heart, she gave me a head Ah uuu, she sucking my soul and I'm feeling so weak ahh uuu French kisses, everything deep Life of a hoe, she's hard to keep Sipping lean, popping tags and puffing some weed Always on heat. Ey I put it in her mouth She faking a choke Fake moans And I look like a joke Dry pockets I became broke Dry pockets I became broke How did I fucked with a gold digger I could be wearing these hillfiger I would look for her and pull on a trigger If my life wasn't getting bigger Why would I figure I was the first When there was an Alpha Going through same shit I couldn't be the omega Now I'm searching for the paper ey Hoes do favors ey Go, come later ey I secured the bag, I've secured my life I'm safer I got fifty flows I got real goals I don't fuck with hoes, I don't do bros Music is my girl and that's for real Keep it one hundred, you know the drill. I got fifty flows I got real goals I don't fuck with hoes, I don't do bros Music is my girl and that's for real Keep it one hundred, you know the drill. Fuck my ex I move on to next Loyalty so rare I can't trust no girl Fuck my ex I move on to next Loyalty so rare I can't trust no girl
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