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earl sweatshirt - mantra lyrics

get your lady
cop, piff, inhale & cough
rip the label off this
picked the road that got twists
i’m holding my d-ck & playing cautious

imma show you how it’s done right n-gg-
drop this when the sunlight gone
better run right home when the sky turn black
screaming “f-ck five-0” til my line go flat
in that ash-gray beamer we’ll be callin that the pigeon coupe
jack knife b-tches to the couches in they living rooms
ask who the best and i doubt that they picking you
back like how i need to style, i invented you
act like you don’t know the name
only time i ain’t eating when the cho-cha stanky
listening to pre, getting dome while i lane switch
b-tches by the three licking c-ke off the pinky of a
poster child, you’re supposed to hate me
bold & wild, you broke and angry, my n-gg-
name getting bigger than the difference between us
n-gg-s is fake, i limit the features i give ’em
sweat (sweat) shirt (shirt)
you know you famous when the n-gg-s that surround you switch
and if they hating in a p-ssive tense, now they hounding d-ck
and you ain’t ask for this
now you surrounded with a gaggle of 100 f-cking thousand kids
who you can’t get mad at, when they want a pound & a pic
cause they the reason that the traffic on the browser quick
and they the reason that the paper in your trousers thick
i said sweat (sweat), shirt (shirt)
you can tell the reaper imma meet em when he sent for me
with a cleaver, & a .30, and some twisted weed
i pick one, and let the crimson leak, n-gg-

get your lady
cop, piff, inhale & cough
rip the label off this
picked the road that got twists
i’m holding my d-ck & playing cautious

you used to say you like violins
and your lifestyle depend on me
and i know it’s night time when you get lonely
and tell all your little friends how that b-tch stole me
and despite all the facts that you got phony
you gonna tell them bout the night that you exposed me
for the b-st-rd i was
and how i probably smashed every b-tch that i p-ssed in the club
and the last couple months was the worst
cause i smashed all the trust
that i earned in the past couple months
that we had as a couple
my abscence, a fuss
was a problem that we ain’t ever really get to solve
we just smashed & we scuffled
tryna keep it calm but i snap at you
now you’re taking all your property back & it’s obvious that
that apart from the fact that we f-ck & it’s bomb
and i hate when you home
and when i’m gone i don’t call cause you nag
man i brought you some sh-t
and i bought you some sh-t
what you offering here?
what the f-ck you offering here?

- earl sweatshirt lyrics

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