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⣿⣿⣀⣼⣿⣿⣯⣀⣼⣿⣿⣿⣄⣸⣧⣄⣀⣀⣴⣿⡉⣀⣠⣤⣾
I'm ready to flip it
And end up in prison
The rest of my life for this ♥♥♥♥
So my momma ain't want me,
She got an abortion
I end up surviving this ♥♥♥♥
And if I wanted somethin',
I ain't got the money
I'd probably be robbing and ♥♥♥♥
Don't know how much I cry for this ♥♥♥♥
Said I am willing to ride for this ♥♥♥♥
You know murder's my hobby,
Inside of my closet's
A bunch of dead bodies and ♥♥♥♥
♥♥♥♥♥♥ say that I'm cursed
'Cause I go to church
And stare at the Bible and ♥♥♥♥
Shawty say I'm the worst
Cause I do my dirt,
And I don't be hiding this ♥♥♥♥
I spit at you bastards,
I wonder what you gonna do to me hoe
I need to hear some more rapping,
I'm just not impressed by your cash or your jewelry hoe
All you my soldiers
And I'm a lieutenant,
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥,
You should be saluting me hoe
I hope you know I ain't going nowhere
All you rappers just better get used to me hoe.
♥♥♥♥♥,
I'm Mr. Blue with my jeans,
Bought me a jeep,
Cause I wasn't riding as much
My bank account looking weak,
Don't look at me,
I ain't got no time for no fun.
Starting to feel like Tyrese,
I'm 'bout to trip,
I might just hit up the Smith's,
Throw me a fit
And wait for my wire to come
Ain't nobody give or show me love
When I was coming up,
I had to double up
And tell these ♥♥♥♥♥♥ buckle up before they ride
And they don't really wanna knuckle up,
I hit 'em with the uppercut,
I had these ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ running for they life
Unidentified craft when I'm flying past,
I'm an alien sailin'
And if you look up in the sky
Blow your mind back,
Put your eyes back
To your iPad,
I'm an Iraqi in suicide
When the bombs are loaded
And your mind explode in the wind
And you gon' sit down, repent
I was raised in the sewer;
Me and the clown are friends
Red balloons for your kids,
Sink my tooth in ya ♥♥♥♥♥
I don't do good with kids.
What you know about riding dirty in the evening?
What you know about Ramen Noodles, And a pack of sazon seasoning?
What you know about leaving the oven
Door open when there's no heat again?
And the rent is due,
And your landlord
Try and throw you out
On the streets again
♥♥♥♥♥, I was only dreaming of a Bentley And a ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ Lamborghini
When I win 'em,
I'ma finally get a break
If I didn't get away
Before I guarantee
That if I talk to God,
Then I can say I got it when I pray
She don't really want me to get petty
Turn her dime into a penny,
But she know I got a lot of ♥♥♥♥ to say
I got juice and water and a henny,
Drink it up and let the semi shoot,
I'll pop you ♥♥♥♥♥♥ all up in the face
Blood all up in the lake, I
Wanna see your wake die
They don't wanna wave bye
Creep when I came by,
Teeth like a K9