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Let's go Yeah Praise to the ownership that I'm running from Searching for something new, not a one-and-done Heart on my sleeve and that way the fit always a one of one Gas me out of empathy, I'm high enough, trust me son The saga has just begun It's clear to me that coming from NH is like N/A if you really dumb it down But shit, you know I'mma come with some Still you know I'm up before the Dunkin' sign is lit in the AM You know I run on stuff No time to lay in bed That is unless she tryna film something rated X I'm goated at saying less She posting her horoscope Mixing up war and peace as soon as the quarter is smoked Then I record myself explaining I'm more than a joke Look what I orchestrated, we might need a chorus for those Fuck that I'm more in the mode to try to duck the cold Cheffing keep it hot and when I serve it keep it bold Girl, how can I tell you sorry when sorry ain't gunna cut it How can I whip Ferrari, I'm already under budget It wasn't until Johari I started to feel above it Wasn't until my car was totaled I could say I love it You can't yiy me but the grabba might Dead serious, I might just need a dotted sight I might just bring The Dot to light Always felt like my lot in life was a lot in life That's why we are not alike I'm switching the gravity up That was on Platinum Plus That time I actually was telling you truth So if you ask you, it has to be us Nap then it's back to the fucking No, I don't actually love you Right now I'm back to my honest ways 'til you act like a bachelorette I'm puppy eyes after the vet You teed up in Dallas with cuzzo, tisk Until I'm up above, I stay hundo My father thinks I got horse-blinds Of course I respond in a way that lets him know that When I rap about sitting court-side is the only time I'm out of bounds 'Cause I ain't leaving outta town, I'm really going out of state Today I'm feeling proud to say I think this time we found a way You still out of cadence tryna disguise a lie with louder bass I'm out of patience That's not a sellout man, that's a crowded basement Just give me the crown I'll take it and bring it to an unidentified location The most plays and the most hated That's kinda like a bad taste in you mouth The best form of repayment is no payment Gotta make it to Cole's favorite If I'm so two faced, well this is what they both saying Make my beef three way plated gold, player
Writer(s): Jason Paul Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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