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sweetapple wes - masta' blasta' lyrics

masta’ blasta’ lyrics
cold as h+ll know it’s overdue
got something to say? just save it
don’t give a f+ck, marriage savin
cuz n0body got any savings
born on a sp+ceship
grew up in a bas+m+nt
don’t really say sh+t
hey, but he flagrant
will he ever make it
face is so complacent
facin’ satan’s statement patient
erasing the basic hatred
while you bathe in validation
i wake up, get caked up
and paid while you stayed waiting huh
blunt smoke to the dome
wishin’ i was all alone
in the dark, watch me fall apart
just like post malone

don’t blame us just living
every day bust same pigeons
spread out weighed in the kitchen
all day count 5 digits
quarter brick flipped just did it
no joke hoe if i spit it
every flow you got, done bit it
ain’t bout sh+t , stay b+tchin
reminisce back in the day
blunt smoking every day
my b+tch a better lay
let me f+ck her in her face
yea i’m makin’ h+lla plays
i’m sellin’ betta’ yay
what more can i say
masta’ blasta’ in ya face
f+ck ajay and do the race

don’t know how much more that i can take
undertake any sneakin’ fakes
that reeking betray, out my face
get out of the way b+tch, sh+t is ludacris
ain’t got time for foolishness who is this
boy you new at this, cane move easy
clean like febreeze, know that he’s, finna put on like jeezy
ya b+tches put out so easy
all them chicken heads so greasy
why you wanna’ be me
look in the mirror, all you see is sleazy
lyin’ constantly like a tv
betta’ neva’ see me
crying pc tears so cg
sweet like custard
lazy ass busta
shoulda’ neva trust ya
lame ass mother f+cka’, cut ya throat up
probably cut ya sh+t with baking soda game is ova
disgrace to the game, tarnished ya name
fame is all you pray for
fists for ya face, pain to the brain
cocaine is all you chase bruh
inward lookin’ injured
no blizzards, you just hinder
my 8 b+lls see winter fasta
eating ya beat for dinner
while you sellin’ plasma
just a splinter to the masta
leave you scattered, and splattered
now i’m out on you motha’ f+ckin’ b+st+rds

reminisce back in the day
blunt smoking every day
my b+tch a better lay
let me f+ck her in her face
yea i’m makin’ h+lla plays
i’m sellin’ betta’ yay
what more can i say
masta’ blasta’ in ya face
f+ck ajay and do the race

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