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Someone mention Allah

But my cap's on

Cheap whiskey sippin' in a summer sandbox

Mud tears drying

But her pants off

How you gonna flex with the caps lock?

Lately I've been stressed but my pot stocked

Mama's busy building up her fucking smoke cough

I've been busy praying blessings, oh God

My Nike slippers flyer today

Sliding right in today

I've been hiding my faith

My papa left a fighter in place

I was brought up in shame

Get the whip out today

It's the fucking pace I've been hitting

All the branded monsters look a little different

I've been in the city feeling different

Take me straight to Cali

I guess that's the mission

They be hatin' if a brother blowin up

They can't see that I be hearing the new vision

Got me going through motions

Feeling new emotions

Fuckin' with my whole intuition

We be going all night long

Fuckin' till dawn

Now she be blowing my phone

I just wanna be alone

Hittin' up your bestie she be in my home

You gon' fuck around find a new asshole (Yea)

This the sad boy

This the sad boy

I was from the bad boy towers

Make a bad bitch rich

Give the real ones flowers

Got a mad bag itch

You gon' fuck around

Carry my baggage

Never fell to cap

Never fucking with a snitch

And I hate a motherfucker that can't ever take a diss

Cause this a diss song if you put your wrist on (Uh)

Way before your brother or your bitch