Just to let yall know I'm still at it. I'm still uploading tapes and I'm still making originals.. while out my gates.. while having no home to speak of. Just imagine how hard ima go when I get back to home, gonna start fucking KILLING mans. Actually, I'm always killing mans fuck you mean.

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Lyrics:

Fuck Instagram!
Fuck Instagram!
Fuck, Instagram!

Fuck Instagram!
Fuck Instagram!
Fuck, Instagram!

How many times have you been shadow banned, over stupid ass shit, it like a widow, planned? Not, did not expect to lose ya partner, I lost my main Instagram account, does the heart carry on, yes, vary on, not this, I’d be alive if for drinks I drank hot piss, ya got this? But me thinks my heart sank when saw, shadow banned, had no manned up reinforcement, of course sent up to be the replacement, I’m an innocent fellow, bitch, when I sent “Hello!”, double texting my ex, I felt guilt, fuck needing it assigned, I did my own ass to belt, wilt under pressure, and mass assessing that situation too, I’m sorry former boo, the wonder was fresher, the wonder of love, with you but ya doing ya thing, I gotta shove us out the way, now as I was about to say, the lined up next in line, was none, and by the way, my text was fine, to some scenario, but don’t hit ya ex up, a that dumb, some scary show, now, past the double texting, the trouble next in line I didn’t know would be this, I guess I shouldn’t show, that I’m a mentally ill, mother fucker, I been silly but on the real, I need other lover, smother in the cover, yeah mother fucker, I put out I didn’t wanna be alive mother fucker, I wouldn’t say that if my strive mother fucker was the vibe mother fucker, I needed to bribe a mother fucker, or whatever that means, to get this shit stress off my chest, best what beens, hard self image, I guard and shelf my image, from me looking a lot cause when I does I’m shook and I got, ashamed of me, the gamed ass system played me, allure of chasing fame, be sure to be wasting aim, tasting name Rep was game prep for more passion, until it turn to ashes, now I learn this fashion of burn out, like matches, but yeah, I shared shit to my IG story, I got shadow banned mother fucker, is this what ya planned? Mother Zucker! Ya bitch ass mother fucker, rich class go pucker up for the reporter, like Tom Tucker. They should really call you out more on ya shit, I could really sprawl you out more on ya shit. Have ya limbs playing Twister, then stomp ya in some Timbs, at the Pfister, Hotel, ya know well it in my town, and if not, ya don’t know how we get down, moral of the story, Mother Zucker a bitch, quarrel gon’ be gory.

Fuck Instagram!
Fuck Instagram!
Fuck, Instagram!

Fuck Instagram!
Fuck Instagram!
Fuck, Instagram!

Ohhhh wait … my account isn’t shadowbanned anymore … another day in the life of A!

Fuck Instagram (Prod. Traphouse)

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