produced by @torno @prodmichael

Returned you back yea I just cleared out every single thought 
They ask me how I do this shit yea I just walk it off
I could never lose still I be long gone
Before I end the night I blow a bag just to top it off
Yeah the stabbers tryna follow, I be careful with the shadows
Yeah I shine under the moon I’m not alone with my souls up
I know they not happy but surprised when I roll up

No love, no love, no love
Yeah it’s like the bag be off them drugs
Yeah I’m continuing solo
I will never stall the future luck
No love, no love, no love
Waiting til I call you up, wassup
Spirit window guards they keep me up
Yeah I think the bag gave me some drugs
No love, no love, no love
No love, no love, no love
No love, no love, no love
Waiting til I call you up, wassup
Spirit window guards they keep me up
Yeah I think the bag gave me some drugs
No love, no love, no love

And now it’s back to it, get my money up
I ain’t lying when I tell you what the fuck is up
Wasted getting dummied up
Read about the studies of how pradaa mix the potions yea how pradaa mix his cuppy up
Too late, so long
They need me up on stage 
Yeah racks I spray, going off
Yeah I’m tripping in my mind all my blessings gonna kill it

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