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Let's look at a brownstone

Make the family in this home

Leave this one

Then let's go to that west coast

Typical me trope

You want real me

Got my mind full-blown

Give me that full-throttle

Just Might pull an audible

And all them secret songs

Yea they all for you

Yea They all is for you

Yea All for you

Yea they all for you

Yea they all is for you

Hurt my feelings hit me back

Summer sunsets

Then the last

Got me blue

Down out sad

Down out bad

Down out flat

Got me on my fuckin back

When you

Go hit me back

When you get the chance?

Grow apart

Will I see you again

Prolly not

Maybe yes

Knowin' you

Prolly nah

You gon say yes

To preserve

But you know that I know you the best

So let me know when the fuck you gon hit me back

Please cause I'm tryna know

And I need my money back

And I need that shit on the low

I'm tryna super max

Cause the last time I peaked

It all got blown

I need all the dough

All the cars

All the homes

Fuck the hoes

Give me mine

Do a couple clothes

Do a couple trips

Go with her

We both contemplate kids

Live in bliss

Do it right first try

Never waver commitment

Can't trend with statistics

Do it right

We make a hit

Can't fail when you get it

Can't fail when you got spirit

I can't fail when I get it

Nigga I could never fail with my spirit

Everlasting

Ever changing

Do you hear me

Hear me clear

You know you'll see me on that tv

On ya phone

Only way you able to reach me

My atmosphere

Is beyond Everest's feats

I'm the buzz aldrin of my city

Imma walk exactly

Where I ain't supposed to be

I get it if you fear me