eriditia

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—You love me You don't have to tell me lies You don't have to say you love me You don't have to tell me lies You don't have to say you love me You don't have to tell me lies You don't have to say you love me (Believe me, I wish that I could just wish away my feelings) You don't have to tell me lies (But I can't) You don't have to say you love me You don't have to tell me lies You don't have to see forgiving We both know we tried Evеn though we didn't— Oh, yeah, feel it meatsacks! Surе, leave it up to me to kill them all! Welcome to the party meatsacks! They've got zero chance against me and the wunderwaffle You see that? Please don't try to make a scene, then you know where we at Everybody tense so everybody got a strap Everybody know me, I put niggas on the map If any of you niggas got a tip you better scrap Right before you load it up you wrap it in the plastic I mean it's common sense but I don't mean to be sarcastic Twelve raid the crib, hope they do not check the attic Matter fact, let's relocate 'cause I'm the only tactic Bad bitch, posted up, listening to classics Gun been on me, keep a P, we don't fuck with semantics I could be a better plug if I spoke for Hispanics Dinner on the top floor, she said I'm so romantic This nigga tried to run up on me, I think he might be manic Way I'm moving state to state they thought I was nomadic Way I made shit disappear you thought I would know magic Bought a diamond for you, wait remember, it's no traffic Anything that happens to me could happen to you Keep the piece if you don't, dude, I better keep the tool I don't know my mathematics, I'm not good at school Friday night I'm supposed to take the shots, I'm playing pool Friday night I'm supposed to tell ya, I'm looking for a spot If these niggas tell on me, I think I might get caught And I told a felony, I'm ready for the bullshit Bro, you heard me rappin' about me emptying a full clip Bro, you got a big mouth for someone who won't do shit Half the time, you straight up, you ain't someone who gon' shoot shit I can't reach out to my mans because I broke his iPhone How I'm making money just to spend it, how would I know? If I told the bitches how I feel then how would that go? Pops told me it ain't nothing that can make you slap hoes Don't wanna hear your music, don't you show me something ba- What you want? Just know my pockets kinda fat though I call up and fix it he can wipe away the clean shit She said she don't wanna talk again, but she don't mean it She had a nigga go through it for they people I've done seen it Windows, they all fishbowl, so to strive for it, maybe s-