Diva

Glistening

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lyrics:

I was trappin' in the cold, I'm tryna make a couple bands
Know a couple people, makin' it off helpin' hands
I ain't really fuckin' with these bruddas, cuz their music bland
In a couple years, we finna see how they will fuckin' land

Bitch its blimeydog and I will sit and fuckin' kill the game
Said this shit before, but they're all lame
I ain't really fuckin' with these bruddas, they all sound the same
I ain't fuckin' with your music, cuz it's plain

If I had to do it, then I'd do it by myself
All this smoking really just isn't good for my health
Cuz I was really tryna fuck it up, and tried to kill myself
When will it all end with all the cards that I was dealt

I just hope you know that I will miss you when it's done and dealt
Wish I could communicate how I felt
Like an angel up in heaven, but you went ahead and fell
I miss you, bitch, I hope you fuckin' tell

Bitch, it's Blimey
Bitch, bitch
Bitch, it's Blimey
Bitch, bitch, bitch

Bitch, it's Blimey

Threepeat

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