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I’m swimming through the fake
Hit a backstroke
I don’t go on dates
Cuz I’m asshole
Bad habits gotta break
These happy beats and sad songs
Procascination in my veins
Jamal gon beat my ass bro
Hasbro
Playing games
My day to day
Like Damon Wayans
Blank man
Still like Damon Wayans
Felt major pain
And stayed the same
Or maybe changed
Shit it only made me cooler
Like the bud and the light in me
Blossoming like tulips
So your girlfriend just might hit me
I’ll tell her to pull up
Like we hit the weight room plenty
Shout out to St. Louis
Cuz I do this
And y'all do it with me
Hol on pause
300 miles aint shit
You got a problem then just call
Shorty wanna know what’s wrong
Got the answer in drawers
Oh My bad shortie
I thought you was asking me what’s long
I got pen
And a bong
So blame them for all these freaky lines
I can’t take the credit when I’m tweaking
I be tweaking my
Bars on the window
Pigs gon get him
Fore they read his rights
And shit if they don’t kill
Then they’ll drill em and fuck up his mind
Yikes never mind man I left that in my past
Cuz they don’t want no conscious rappers
And I really wanna a bag
I’m swimming through the fake
Hit a backstroke
I don’t go on dates
Cuz I’m asshole
Bad habits gotta break
These happy beats and sad songs
These happy beats and sad songs
I’m swimming through the fake
Hit a backstroke
I don’t go on dates
Cuz I’m asshole
Eat it like a plate
Do the backstroke
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