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j.r. writer - can't stay away lyrics

(…and i can’t stay a away from you…)
zeusy, yeah, look

[verse 1]
i don’t get busy, i stay busy
i’m a patriot who be airin’ it, who can hang with me?
sh-t, my alias should be alien, outta sp-ce trippy
got the gang with me, i’m a terrorist, don’t play with me
look, [?]
come and get servered by the bad man
procecutor tried to lynch me ‘cause i flip birds like i’m marshawn
flip birds like an osborn, whip swerve with the top gone
ball so hard, i fill the bleachers, popcorn, get your popcorn
yeah, ain’t n-bdy better, where your goons at? you can die together
make your body tremor when it boom bap like the 90s era
i was on the block in the 90’s, hopin’ that the cops wouldn’t find me
comin’ with the rock like i’m kyrie, they was coming for the rock like tyrese
wait, better tell them all, i was 5’8” but i kept it tall
manute bol when i’m lettin’ off, i would school holmes, lamelo ball
dawg, y’all on some amateur sh-t, why would you claim to spit?
super sweet sixteen, which one of your parents are rich?
huh?

[bridge]
i mean, how i’ma stay away when these n-gg-s out here sh-t in that garbage, straight dirt

[verse 2]
you the dumbest, dummy, we ain’t buddy, buddy
back child support, you b-st-rds ain’t got nothin’ for me
think you seein’ me? put a band up ‘cause i want your money
this nene leakes doin’ stand up, ain’t nothin’ funny
i’m hussein with the flow, f-ck them new names that you know
have ‘em tryin’ to rap from a wheelchair like he 2 chainz at a show
all you new names got to go, one man rock band on these keys
by the time you get to his prints, they like, ”gotd-mn, he od’d”
i reload on these haters, my ego say we major
donald trump in pr, i hit free throws with this paper
he low on this paper, he get primo’d to his maker
chigga, chigga, i’m smoke ready, pre-rolls in jamaica
look back on for the season, in this jaguar, i’m speedin’
got a drive like ‘bron ‘bron, put this rag on for no reason
skrt, rap god in my region so it’s hats off when i’m beastin’
he no fear but me no care like it’s patois that i’m speakin’
yeah

[outro]
you understand? you get it now? get that “watered down, r-t-rded, yellow short school bus, 4 four kids in a cl-ss with a helmet on” flow the f-ck outta here
sh-t quiet, the boy back, zeus, harlem

(…and i can’t stay away from you…)

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