maybe I’m stuck to my ways
fantasies fantasies
i should rap like sly tendencies
but obviously i’m who I meant to be
my leader treat me like a enemy
he’s a casualty
wonder if he cries when he sees fans of me
cant believe we thought he’d be the man for we
It’s SAD
foreal
melody
when we fucking
you better pretend to be
gotta keep that on brand positioning
no surprises
you know its the bends with me
halt
niggas dying we know it’s y’all fault
people pray to the press too impeach
deeper down know that vote is a loss
SAD!
maga raps
caught a body with a maga hat
who trying to get rid of me
let my bottom bitches handle that
no baby I don’t wanna go
ah
made men make it look close
fuck the polls
change the language
when they decipher the code
flip the script
now the caption closed
vice city used to print all my codes
strap on my hip because I’m bitter and old
mountain dew sippers they hating the scroll
yea yea yea
bunker bitch decorating his home
black man got it sowed
get the money
y’all can keep all the hope
rich!
all my enemies is broke
big bank
& we raking in more
yee
off a probation
them cases is closed
woo
i'm a tell we like trump told you
fuck it niggas what we got to lose
ain’t gon' be no peace with the crew
because this one piece we gon' aim at you
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the bends!
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