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lonely rich - heaven sent (feat. vonnie) lyrics

yea
(gibberish) hey, lewis!
i just wanna get you over now

i just wanna bend you over now
yea, yea

head stay on a pivot (woah)
ran it up, no swisher, hey
handgun, that be on my waist
shawty too bad, look her in her face, yea
we get so high, like outer sp+ce
we crack yo head like 4kt
my bro got teardrops on his face

i grab the feature, you know it′s a dub
vonnie the plug
she wanna+ ah
she wanna f+ck, i’ma super hero
no i can′t make this sh+t up
some of you n+ggas just can’t stay a buck
don’t get the mental
move in a rental
i′m a delinquent, it′s something that’s mental
move on my own, it ain′t nothing against you
i hit the party, my watch presidential
some of you n+ggas, you ain’t who you say
can′t even look at that man in his face
sh+t so disgusting, it can’t be the case
you really a opp, i see it that way
can′t count the times that boy lied on my name
can’t count the times he ain’t do what he say
boy yousa lie, ya whole life is a fake, aye
i rip the beat, once again, i am chosen
b+tches too bad, gotta savor the moment
vonnie the flow, gotta hit the beat rollin′
speed like a rover
me and yo b+tch just be textin emojis
tongues with the kisses and whole lotta horses
she sent burger with question mark, oh sh+t
i send the pin and she sent me her ′cation
mini vacation

head stay on a pivot
ran it up, no swisher, hey
handgun, that be on my waist
shawty too bad, look her in her face, yea
we get so high, like outer sp+ce
we crack yo head like 4kt
my bro got teardrops on his face

i play the game till the end, now it’s over now
glock had me lucky, i don′t need a clover now
i just got blood on my new gucci loafers now
b+tch i’m a solider now
hang with the vultures now
beating me down and i turned to a monster
i am the boss, they can call me the sponsor
stick with the treat, i′m the new willie wonka
picked up the money to load in the tonka
i am the man, highest paid on the roster
no looking back so we don’t know who crossed em
water or not, i′m not verified
i ain’t worried bout it cuz the streets say i’m certified
my bro will purge ya that lil b+tch is mortified
we send the birdies to south for the waterline
triple the profit, don′t short at the borderline
you got ya drip from the mall but i order mine
i had a gun out the pack with a quarter line
i get it off, run it up in a shorter time
he had to take out a spine, but its water slime
he had to go do some time for a mortal crime
head stay on pivot
we came up from switches
made it out them trenches

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