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xy n-gga

real n-gga sh-t

yeah

[hook]

i feel like there’s so much on the that i gotta get off of my chest (man get off of my chest!)
a lot of sh-t changed around here ever i since i broke up with my ex (broke up with my ex)
don’t wanna cuff any b-tches i think ima give it a rest/arrest sh-t yeah
if we don’t talk anymore means you fake or we probably weren’t friends sh-t yeah

[verse 1]

i don’t got no time to be making amends, you’d think i ain’t saving the way i just spend
found out love was blind then i got me a lens sh-t i’m still gonna f-ck her if she got a mans sh-t yeah
they say i’m too cold, probably my chain cause i ain’t got no soul
working so hard cause i know what it take
to live like a king gotta work like a slave sh-t yeah
i’m on my own wave with this sh-t man a n-gga tryna get his own (ay yeah)
f-ck off my wave with this sh-t man my n-gga i swear you a clone (ay yeah)
if i don’t reply to my texts then i’m probably rolling or blazing
might have cheated on my ex but the make up s-x was just amazing!
(sh-t yeah)
sh-t i’m now up in my element uh, need a shawty with the melanin (yea)
yellow bone ain’t no skeleton (uh)
that’s a taste of my own medicine yeah
i’m already at the top see?
k!ll these n-ggas like a n-z-
take your girl like “oh my goshy”
we do 69 like tekashi yeah!

[hook]

feel like there’s so much on me that i gotta get off of my chest (man get off of my chest)
a lot of sh-t changed around here ever since i broke up with my ex (broke up with my ex)
don’t wanna cuff any b-tches, i think ima give it a rest/arrest
if we don’t talk anymore means you fake or we probably weren’t friends sh-t yeah
i cannot trust anybody i guess it comes with the success (ay yeah)
swear that these n-ggas need oscars, their acting, it got me impressed
ykot be the clique, i’m the king i pull up and i flex
i just came up cause i’m tired of these n-ggas saying that they’re the best

[verse 2]

sh-t ima k!ll this sh-t, mason margiela the fit and sh-t
i’m on my jackson my thriller sh-t
get a new chain then i flood it i’m spilling sh-t
i go harambe on n-ggas gorilla sh-t (yeah!)
she wet like a pool i just swim in it
getting so hot, bought some ice so i chill a bit (ou)
fifty bottles when i celebrate, might go and f-ck a model for the h-ll of it
i got designer on my like it’s decorate
after i f-ck her then she gotta emigrate uh
in other words i’m going to move her, shout out yekuru man call her an uber
suck on the d-ck like she learnt from a hoover
ain’t tryna teach these hoes like a tutor
you thought i wasn’t moving that’s a rumor
i have a dream man shout out martin luther (ay yeah)
sheesh! yuh!
f-ck you got me going wild!
i feel like the chosen child
been doing this for a while man
all these rappers look like clowns
i cut the music it was loud, i stay rolling up that loud
i got all the hits like now (yeah! wha wha what! huh? yeah!)
lately i’ve been riding solo, drive the rari up to soho
and i’m always rocking polo
shoot a n-gga like a photo, hit my plug up for the low low
lately i’ve been on the the go go
these n-ggas try me i’m like no no

(part 2)

[verse 3]

no
no no no
no no no
no no no no no no no no no no
yeah, got me wondering where the time go
why you never hit my line though?
remember days i was playing round but lately i’ve been on the grind though
i’ve been riding with my tints low, middle finger out the window
i do this sh-t for my kinfolk, how time he spending on the intro?

(interlude)

uh, i’ve been running out of time lately, i’ve been wishing upon a star lately
call my mama but my home far, i just read the bible pray to god lately
i’ve been smoking cause it lift me up, if we don’t talk then you should hit me up
i’ve been losing sleep since v2, i don’t know who ima speak to
it’s hard when all your people leave you, need to go back to the east too, sh-t
oh no no no no (oh no no no no no)
oh no no (no no no)
oh no
look
swear to god i’ve been dodging all the fakes
if i see a snake, i just terminate, i don’t conversate
phone never on, i’ve been home alone
on the microphone i’ve been in my zone
b-tches for the brain
cham for the pain
acid for the rain
mary for the jane
i’ve been wondering why all of these n-ggas acting like we were homies man
sh-t d-mn they acting real slimy, why these n-ggas wanna try me?
oh no no no (oh no no no no no)
oh no no (no no no)
oh no no no no no

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