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+ [ ] im high as f+ck in the stu me and trin making songs together, i’m right where the action be you ain’t dedicated you a wannabe, bad lil b+tch she from the east stack up this pape until i’m deceased, n+ggas really overlooked me i’m trying to show them while keeping them from bleeding, s+xy b+tch she be stressing me so i just stay puffing za, told lil b+tch to kick some rocks cause she kept f+cking just like a bop, soon as my opp pop out the cut i’m just gone blow straight off his top, this za gone help me heal i’m trying to show her how to feel, i tried to leave her alone i pray that jesus take the wheel, i don’t know how to feel this hoe keep playing with my emotions, so i’m like f+ck it i roll up this za while i sip on this potion, money coming in and all these diamonds in my chains, i remember i ain’t have sh+t but a nickel to my name, and them b+tches ain’t even help and they saw me on my d+ck, now when i pop out on the stage and all these fans saying my name, you can never catch me in public i’m either at home or in the stu, ion believe in jacking cars but i had to do what i had to do, i was just 13 first time i seen my potna doing drugs, now i sip on lean fully in my jeans and these b+tches ain’t give me nothing, i can’t go back to how i was you f+cked me over and thats what it is, i be smoking all this za to clear my mind thats how i heal, and the day you f+cked me over i won’t forget that sh+t and never will, but f+ck that sh+t i can’t go back i gotta move on that sh+t in the past (that sh+t in the past, i’m high as f+ck) im high as f+ck in the stu me and trin making songs together, im right where the action be you ain’t dedicated you a wannabe, bad lil b+tch she from the east stack up this pape until im deceased, n+ggas really overlooked me im trying to show them while keeping them from bleeding, s+xy b+tch she be stressing me so i just stay puffing za, told lil b+tch to kick some rocks cause she kept f+cking just like a bop, soon as my opp pop out the cut im just gone blow straight off his top, this b+tch be f+cking with head sometimes i wish i was 6 feet under, i hope god strike this b+tch down and hit that lil hoe with some thunder, steady merching on my name clear my name and own my fame, i can’t stand a trifling b+tch thats one thang i can’t obtained, i was just 13 first time i seen my potna doing drugs, now i sip on lean fully in my jeans and these b+tches ain’t give me nothing, i can’t go back to how i was you f+cked me over and thats what it is, i be smoking all this za to clear my mind thats how i heal (thats how i heal) (yeah) (fully) (on god) (now when i pop out on the stage and all these hoes saying my name) (saying my name)



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