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Thr333

sewerperson
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I got enough I got enough shit to worry 'bout on my own I do not bluff, if I say It, promise I mean it, boy, i'm so zoned I'm on the muck, I'm off the mud Take my words quick as they come If I'm honest when I'm stuck I promise you it's up I listened into my heart I'm deep inside my soul i swear to me I'm moving like I'm close enough to my death I been counting my breaths Tobacco smoke in my chest (yeah) I ain't got time to be next Nothing on my body run under Like 3 or so racks When she mad, she gon' organize her thoughts Try to get my bent oh, my baby I'm on devil time but you were heaven-sent She on 8, I'm on that plus 2 I guess that make it 10 All my dawgs finally free but I'd Pay 'em out of the pen 'Cause I know if you come at me They gon' be in there again When I walk through my shit I know they family and they cool with me When I drop out this bitch I know I'm gon' hear it in the street I got depressants in my blood It don't take much to run it up She know I'm balling I'on do no free time so she Move fast when feeling me up I smoke cookie out of a Dutch Look at my face when we fuck I need connection, I need love, yeah I'm tryna make her buck Grind on my waist, fuck that She move to my face It is so sweet to taste, and I know her man relate, of course I'm a featherweight so I do not use my fists Uh uh i serve smoke, no zipper Boy, do you get the gist? I hope you do Nothing on my body run under Like 3 or so racks When she mad, she gon' organize her thoughts Try to get my bent oh, my baby I'm on devil time but you were heaven-sent She on 8, I'm on that plus 2 I guess that make it 10 All my dawgs finally free but I'd Pay 'em out of the pen 'Cause I know if you come at me They gon' be in there again When I walk through my shit I know they family and they cool with me When I drop out this bitch I know I'm gon' hear it in the street I don't know how to talk to you but I think I'm in love with you When we was on some other shit I hope you still was in the mood I try to make you comfortable, she off snow Abominable Blowing on strains, that's tropical 'cause I Try to keep it natural, yeah Nothing on my body run under Like 3 or so racks When she mad, she gon' organize her thoughts Try to get my bent oh, my baby I'm on devil time but you were heaven-sent She on 8, I'm on that plus 2 I guess that make it 10 All my dawgs finally free but I'd Pay 'em out of the pen 'Cause I know if you come at me They gon' be in there again When I walk through my shit I know they family and they cool with me When I drop out this bitch I know I'm gon' hear it in the street (In the street, in the street, in the street)