(I'm workin' on dying)
Ain't no car, I ain't been this week
You been talkin' yo' shit, niggas can't get sleep
Real geek boy in the industry
And a broke bitch rumor can't finish me
Got no flaws, how you feel that way?
Real geek boy, but not ecstasy
Real geek boy, but not ecstasy
Real geek boy, but not ecstasy
Vroom-vroom down Lakeshore, that's me
290 boy, but they love me at East
Skyway Tollway just for the drink
Got my heart but it's fuck what you think
Fan-ass nigga with a cup 'cause of me
Stomach been all fucked up 'cause of me
Tell you once, if you love me reach
Outta town worryin' 'bout what's goin' in the streets
Want my heart but it's all in a puzzle
Only be with Pits and they all need a muzzle
She so pretty but it feel like trouble
'Bartier tint and I still see double
Got no flaws, how you feel that way?
Really wanna love you but you MIA
Internet gangs like school shit to me
Fan-ass nigga probably do it to me
Where I come from, they love fully's and Jeeps
Not scared of the dark, got Boogie with me
No love lost, but that bullshit will creep
Won't put it past blood, you'll do it to me
Real geek boy in the industry
And a broke bitch rumor can't finish me
Got no flaws, how you feel that way?
Real geek boy, but not ecstasy
Real geek boy, but not ecstasy
Real geek boy, but not ecstasy
Vroom-vroom down Lakeshore, that's me
290 boy, but they love me at East
Skyway Tollway just for the drink
Got my heart but it's fuck what you think
Got no flaws, how you feel that way?
Got no flaws, how you feel that way?
Really wanna love you but you MIA
Got no flaws, how you feel that way?
Real geek boy in the industry
Haha, ha
When you see the sky, wave at it
I'm up there somewhere
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