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c. venus – composure lyrics

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these people been giving me h-ll
my cousin dem fresh outta jail
we in here chiefin’ the pack
what an incredible smell
dozier, composure
i don’t need hype, i need exposure…and closure
i told her it’s over

you in here running yo mouth
meanwhile, i’m running the south
you put the hold on yo tape
i get it done and it’s out
i was the sun in the drought
somehow i had to recede
although that ain’t what i wanted
i did it for them, cause that’s what they need
i end up changing the form
i was here bringing the rain
n-gg-s can worry bout marlie but she in here singing my name
she got the glow of the moon
i got the blood of the gods
we made it out the trap
tampa say “what are the odds?”
might spend a week at the beach
i’m really just speakin’ to teach
the people could use some advice
dreams of me speakin’ to meech

these people been giving me h-ll
my cousin dem fresh outta jail
we in here chiefin the pack
what an incredible smell
dozier, composure
i don’t need hype, i need exposure…and closure
i told her it’s over

cj say loan him a f-ck
i stuff a cone in the truck
lil shawty be diggin’ my debonair
and she know i’m homies with buck
she said that buck is an oddball
then she had ask me if god’s tall
we in this b-tch sayin’ “weed, weed”
gang gang: it’s a squad call
you know i got h-lla relations
my twitter need verification
trap out the airbnb
they won’t know, they’re on vacation
i wanna surf on the wave, surf on the wave
guess i’m gone do it alone
they ask if i’m doin’ they girl
i tell em i’m doing a song

these people been giving me h-ll
my cousin dem fresh outta jail
we in here chiefin’ the pack
what an incredible smell
dozier, composure
i don’t need hype, i need exposure…and closure
i told her it’s over

my n-gg-s here, they wit the sh-t
we ain’t tryna get it legit
we bouta get it by any means
enemies ain’t finna fit
we ain’t got room in the picture
pistol equipped if you zoom in the picture
get hit wit the pitch and i’m boomin’ the pitcher
go give metro boomin the picture
smokin’ the mary but you wanna switch her
i like to groom and enrich her
doing their dirt whenever the knicks on
but i got you googling richard
i’m not just glued to the picture
i been awake, i made bout 8 off the shake
how is he able? leaving the table, when n-gg-s done ate off ya plate
i thought lil bruh dem was straight, maybe they fake
i’m finna jump in the lake
time for the cleanse, all of my sins
praying for all of my friends



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