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Phineas J Peters
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Sit down, yeah Sit down, yeah Looking at me like I haven't been out here Get out, yeah Get out, yeah Get out, yeah Get out, ay ay Yeah it is what it is We don't see the same you don't live how I live She got friends on friends Riding with her click but she bag her own men Yeah I pull up with the swagger on ten Give a shit bout anybody that I offend I look like I'm finna to go in Y'all look like a video trend How you put your net worth from your wrist to your fist But you haven't put the kid on your list Now this shit get too rich Dawg I heard you wanna spit how I spit Lil bitch, here's a tip blow a dick make a wish They don't see who we are Got my sleeve heart to heart I got money set aside I got me set apart Guess I seen what they couldn't Got no keys but I push it What I mean is you and me on a different push to start Sit down, yeah I pull up with the swagger on ten Give a shit bout anybody that I offend I look like I'm finna to go in Y'all look like a video trend and it bout to run thin I'm either getting back on my pen Or the legs of a baddie open Baby that's where I been They be screaming I can't pass em by See me pacify them Fuck a nine boy my heat is on ten I don't give a fuck about a net worth I got shit to say and I'm the one to put my neck first Net a couple bands for the fam while I net work And fall back on all that ain't that just how a net work Sit down, yeah Sit down, yeah Looking at me like I haven't been out here Get down, yeah Get down, yeah Get down, yeah Get down, Get down yeah Oblivion What they living in Must be nice to live like a civilian It ain't night 'till the sky look obsidian Cut the light when you drive what my city on Only three guys who keep my trust I put my team on and we goin' up Dream on now it's been long enough Ladies want me i could B line but I give my ex space like Elon musk Oh They say the kid is eons beyond us That career by nineteen seem like Rihannas Yea I feel mosquitos tryna eat off us Never see 'em only feed 'em when they eat my dust, shit Yeah it is what it is We don't see the same you don't live how I live She got friends on friends Riding with her click but she bag her own men Yeah I pull up with the swagger on ten Give a shit bout anybody that I offend I look like I'm finna to go in Y'all look like a video trend and it bout to run thin I'm either getting back on my pen Or the legs of a baddie open Baby that's where I been They be screaming I can't pass em by See me pacify them Fuck a nine boy my heat is on ten
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