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I'm the best dressed nigga on my therapist couch
Anejo Drano, baby tornado tear through the house
Every penny flipped, quarter tank, scared of a drought
Bed been the couch, dancin' on the ledge with my spouse
Got tired of robbin', I got famous off of rhyming with the braces
I look nineteen, they think the Audi my mama's
Early twenties was trash, reimbursed me with a million
Twenty-two, ain't have a crib
I bought purses for my women, life of growin' pains
Sniped her, I ain't know her name
Buyin' Sprites, you hold the change
Anejo Drano, baby tornado tear through the house
Every penny flipped, quarter tank, scared of a drought
Bed been the couch, dancin' on the ledge with my spouse
Got tired of robbin', I got famous off of rhyming with the braces
I look nineteen, they think the Audi my mama's
Early twenties was trash, reimbursed me with a million
Twenty-two, ain't have a crib
I bought purses for my women, life of growin' pains
Sniped her, I ain't know her name
Buyin' Sprites, you hold the change
Four hundred dollar soda down the toilet when my ho complain
Crooked police lookin', we gon cook 'em over open flame
A half a ounce of cookies was my novacaine
I know the pain, I'm sober now
My mama told me hold it down
My partner told me load up rounds
My conscience told me, huh
Haile told me show these niggas I'm vicious
I need submission from women
Just in the bedroom 'cause listenin' wishful at best
Only remember the bad dreams, forgettin' the rest
Dullin' the edge of my past demons' signature, just heal me
Pistol attached, giggle at niggas, the threats kill me
Crooked police lookin', we gon cook 'em over open flame
A half a ounce of cookies was my novacaine
I know the pain, I'm sober now
My mama told me hold it down
My partner told me load up rounds
My conscience told me, huh
Haile told me show these niggas I'm vicious
I need submission from women
Just in the bedroom 'cause listenin' wishful at best
Only remember the bad dreams, forgettin' the rest
Dullin' the edge of my past demons' signature, just heal me
Pistol attached, giggle at niggas, the threats kill me
Fights don't matter
I use my eyes 'cause my heart like a blindfold
Rather, I'd lose my mind on the road 'cause I might go faster
I'm in the sky, all alone on a tightrope dancin'
Fights don't matter
I use my eyes 'cause my heart like a blindfold
Rather, I'd lose my mind on the road cause I might go faster
I'm in the sky, all alone on a tightrope dancin'
I use my eyes 'cause my heart like a blindfold
Rather, I'd lose my mind on the road 'cause I might go faster
I'm in the sky, all alone on a tightrope dancin'
Fights don't matter
I use my eyes 'cause my heart like a blindfold
Rather, I'd lose my mind on the road cause I might go faster
I'm in the sky, all alone on a tightrope dancin'
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