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Mary Jane
Kenjiboiii
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Why you not so up yet? (Yeah, yeah)
Wanna copy me, boy you a puppet
Broski got the pole, don't make him upset (yeah)
Can't reload the Glizzy, gotta dump it
Mary Jane, shawty that's my new ting
I might need some diamonds and that new bling
Wanna cut my wings, don't wanna see me fly
Yo' career been soundin' like a lullaby
See me when you see me, like a stain, it get filthy
All the fakes erase, you will never see the real me (yeah)
You will never see the real me (yeah)
You will never see the real me
Straight out from the heavens, I seen better days
My life is a movie and I let it play
They don't want no war, let the choppa spray
Bands up on the go, I said Andale
So much racks, baby, I might need a raincoat
Bands in the air, make it rain like everywhere I go
Can't believe that they fallin' for some old tricks
You just followin' my steps and tryna clone it
We just really tryna fly
Woah, woah, woah
Why they tryna take my life?
Woah, woah, woah
It's so wrong it's never right
Woah, woah, woah
Hope that you survive the night
Hope that you survive the-
Mary Jane, shawty that's my new ting
I might need some diamonds and that new bling
Wanna cut my wings, don't wanna see me fly
Yo' career been soundin' like a lullaby
See me when you see me, like a stain, it get filthy
All the fakes erase, you will never see the real me (yeah)
You will never see the real me (yeah)
You will never see the real me
Pull up, hop out
I was heaven sent
I might step up
And I flex again
Where my angels?
I am heaven sent
I know you see all the moves again
Moving outta that six
Never fall for the tricks
I might have to play the game
Pray the shooter better miss
'Cause they in the field, they ready to play
You know what I'm boutta say
Turn yo' body into dust
Put yo' ashes in the tray
Mary Jane, shawty that's my new ting
I might need some diamonds and that new bling
Wanna cut my wings, don't wanna see me fly
Yo' career been soundin' like a lullaby
See me when you see me, like a stain, it get filthy
All the fakes erase, you will never see the real me (yeah)
You will never see the real me (yeah)
You will never see the real me
Woah, woah, woah