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onfully - bi-polar lyrics

[intro]
(okay, jones)
i’m tryna break a record like i’m guinness book

[verse]
i’m tryna break a record like i’m guinness book
why every time i come around, you lookin’ scared? you n+ggas gettin’ shook
you bring your b+tch around me, i’ma steal her, feel like larry foote
we outside today, sad to say n+ggas’ pape
i in the city, i’m somewhere in the hills, better take a look
meanwhile, you boys takin’ l’s, better chuck it up
i’m knowin’ it’s an opp, but tell a b+tch it’s runtz in the blunt
pockets stuffed, think they need chemo’, all i see is lumps
you barely even see me ’cause i live a private life
get the drop, send his ass to the sky like a [?]
og, he a funny old b+tch, wanda sykes
bustin’ juggs with my city girl, b+tch, my type
i put my mans to the side, told him one lose, we all lose
get the destination on your crew, then you all screwed
somebody gotta go, it’s filled to capacity, no more room
it’s crazy it’s a lot of murder, some of ’em don’t even make the news
i’m tryna build a brick to a house, ain’t talkin’ real estate
pistol on me, b+tch look like a vault ’cause it keep me safe
lil’ bro’ll get the job done, piece of cake
run up, he get lower than a limo, need a prom date
man, this p+ssy got a leg shot, screamin’, “come right away”
bl!ckie like fire mountain, give it all he can take
i don’t never rest, i’m always thinkin’ ’bout gettin’ pape’
feel like tony, b+tch, i’m on my grind, death, you ain’t got sh+t to say
like a blank sheet, you ain’t said not a word
split a sixteen, give a lil’ five for a verse
nah, for real, this really my life, ain’t sh+t to rehe+rs+
i’m takin’ pills, i know it’s wrong, it keep me alert
the opps said that they mans died, the picture image vivid
like bad at tennis, tell bro he gotta make a home visit
my b+tch different with them rps, swallow before she l!ck ’em
shoot the glock out the jacket, i just seen a baby [?]
when you gettin’ steamed up, i’ll put that iron on you
sh+t gettin’ to it, tense ‘fore you wanna sign, don’t you?
got a lil’ b+tch name ass fat like her [?] was [?]
set you on fire fast, would’ve thought this sh+t was [?]
you ain’t gettin’ sh+t, not a dime out the kid
ho, you switchin’ sides, you bi+polar than a b+tch
you really think that superglue gon’ help you fix your wig?
put you in a blender off a tiny problem if i get a tip
drop your whole house, i think they need a [?], it’s like they need the tip
ain’t tyler perry, i do bad by myself, i don’t need a lecture
you know this k, it’ll melt you like some salt, get hot as pepper
special misson to that money, quick to tell a ho i’m kriss vector
i’m too advanced for you boys, we is not in the same grade
your b+tch always think i’m a frostie, eat me like a flake
in traffic, i be flyin’ in the wind like i pulled a pedal
try me, it turn to minecraft, [?] a battle
[outro]
(okay, jones)

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