baro – your possessions lyrics
the earth is my living room
one
toasted as f-ck
man i’m looking for a prophecy
fl!cking through the bible tryna act like the prophets be
need privacy cause i’m not really f-cking proud of me
(honestly)
tryna turn this sh-t to a masterpiece
blast the piece
while i’m half deceased
hand the keys
i’ma bake your whip like it’s mac and cheese
i’ma make her strip then i make her tease
lost within a trip
im just mad that she’s
blowing trees
occupy her time then i slowly leave
barry: don’t you smoke?
baro: yeah man yeah i do
i’m only pleased by the goods in the bad’s or the fruits in the trees
and thats probably
why my ex b-tch left
with a hole in my soul and a slice in my chest
im not nice to the rest
only polite to the guests
or enticing a b-tch
taste the strife in the spit
man f-ck it
can you taste the strife in the f-cking…raps
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