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Switchin' up your style, but you've waited too Finally hit you now, wrong yourself, and racing yourself in the name of truth What's
Brother, baby, seen it all And tired, so what you want from me? (Grill on froze) for the truth
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Nothing can replace me if not taking my lead Better to be than in need, uh Brother, baby, we've it all And tired, uh, so what you want from me?
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for the truth, for the job Blowing like the time, of mouth Shawty told me this world is ours Selfish with that pussy like it's Peppermint, double-mint, spearmint, type of She the type of to get right on the dick Ride on the dick, no license and shit uh
No relatives, It's detrimental, be to its relevance She the of chick to get right on the dick on the dick, with no license and shit uh
Back and forth, to wall, using jaw drawers, it's exhausting Never off, that got, won't let her off, and it's all good Shout out my ex, though, she was the best, Got on my damn nerves, hella fresh, I bought that Guess shirt, she had that mesh I it to a sweatshirt, throw on that Sweatshirt
She fuck Earl, too She with girls, too I with her too Tell her quit the chattin', made for chewin' If you fuckin' with me, bet you know what doin', like
Pep talk. I like the dirty, dirty, the little, it, beat it Tell her mind and my brothers a lot of shit She never get in You know let me hit it I know i'll make a bitch feel very sleepy Go of me and this ain't a break A whole rich nigga, I got pretty tastes She get it like she do plus I get hate I got call me pretty Drake