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I was up at 2AM just written rhymes
And a thought came cross my mind
A text came through to my phone
You were the one it came from
Matter fact you the one in my mind
I've been thinking about you too much these days
We fuck too much these days
You way too hot these days
They treating a nigga like he's Pack these days
I'm afraid I might just get shot these days
More downloads when a nigga drop these days
No question ask she pussy pops these days
A little nigga just want a get raise these days
Everybody wanna take a pic these days
Every nigga think they can spit
It make me sick these days
They call me the future these days
See y'all see the future these days
What the fuck you can y'all do to my crew
They love music these days
They know how I do, I just fuck shit up, when I come through these days
Bad bitches that do what me say
And I love how they do it
Summer bars hot than Satan
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Best believe I don't owe nobody shit
Don't wave your tail and I don't want friendship
I just want fucking your bitch
If you think you buff and you got good luck and shit
Well than better up and spit
Watch a real ass rap nigga up and run this shit
Little bitty like a drum pad
Watch this young ass little G
Put together a master piece
By the way I wrote this half asleep
Till the clock in the morning
I make you rest in pieces these days
My hope lays on Jesus these days
They call in they tweak us
You listen to what Nasty C says
His the one that on your speakers these days
I think they need us these days