Run it back 
Ey I’m /okay
Haters see me 
I’m all teeth 
Run the bands, they say 
I’m obese 
Tryna counter rocks that done came from the nose bleeds 
Runaway
I can’t 
Got more reasons 
To the count racks 
Get the whole family obese 

When you found me spoiling 
Like Bad cheese
Now I count racks with a girl thick as mayonnaise
Don’t call me and can’t kick it 
For no reason 
Decide what it is you really want with me. 
I stay calm, see me I’m all breezy 
But these niggas really wanna know what’s going on with me 
They hit a line, I’m busy, that can’t reach me 
I Cannot lie when I shine they try cheese me 
I move away I wanna quit but they need me 
I tryna think spirit hungry what’s gon feed me 

Man I’m really living like a lion, I stay prayin
Can’t let nobody touch the pride, all my days 
I done came with a song and it blew brains 
While the kid naps now the bookings is on ransoms 
Get commas, sliding like mic Jackson 
You can’t forge this seeking for new reason 
Hit the corner they slanging like Conway 
Spiiting sick but they ain’t never seeking no cheese huh 
I’m on chase 
I could really get em all, I’m John wick
I could call nigga x just to cut chains with the poor fact sharing that nigha’s gon bleed 
Turn out ey they called bro 
I could never let go, without reason 
Niggas with a fake plot, they tried, grease me 
Leaning on two sides a Trapezium 
I got my own sound, it make music 
Get a light, make it bright, that boy prism 
Pick a style that they can’t 
I’m just cheesing 
She tryna call I don’t pick 
I don’t need it 
Get a broad that they can’t 
My own mission 
Flying close to the sun 
That boy Icarus 
Pull up at the calabas 
They can’t beat 
Send a car with some racks and a calling for peace

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