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Fairy tales I told farewell to these fairy gales Everywhere nigga worldwide feeling fat Keep inside, uh, tell them move aside I'mma... I'm that crazy nigga With the tunes of a late grade, 80s niggas.. Places that you're calling, I waited and waited often you're hating You better pray.. that niggas is hell of anxious for hating We're hella talking and we're often Feeling... of a voodoo doll Poking the true hoes that be holding another god, bitch White as hell, fly as hell, spitting rot shit I'm this complicated artist! Moving more than a... Tell a big bomb shit, I'm in it Steven King got a scene, all hoes, all enemies Tell them pull a trigger, if he ever think he killing me Flow... full of nigga team Ha, ha blow this if you're feeling me! She felling me and my dick, and even begin to breath No shit, oh shit, no, this is just my old bitch Remember when we loss something she hold there I remember ... they didn't think that I noticed These niggas think that I'm whacked But they probably my old shit Niggas, this age is off the average With a coffin address, Let them lay, drift away, but they're all.. And we were raised in our often bastards Remember me? Old wars, old enemies Tell them pull a trigger if they ever niggas killing me Cause I don't fuck around with these whack niggas! Me and myself is all I fucking got, nigga! |