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Blink once blink twice 
When will all you mother fuckers open up your eyes 
When will all you Popets see that life  comes with a price
Get off yo ass go do something outside 
Make money moves cause that school shit is lies 
I've learned much from listening to my mind
I'm constantly contemplating where to draw line 
I don't know whats going on please don't help me I'm fine 
I ain't good at shit so I had to start rapping 
Ain't good at shit sold the drugs now I'm trapping 
Yeah if you need hit my phone 📱 I'll make that shit happen
I never needed help don’t call me ya boy 
Don’t call me ya guy
Yeah i know that i changed but plase don’t ask me why
Done some fucked up shit man i jus ready to die
 fake rappers fake rappers tell me more lies

Sell drugs on the low moma yeah she never know
Stealin shit from the store moma didn't needa  know 
Never had money moma always tried to act though
Dad and moma split up up i was only 5 y old no
Parents never split apart  thats what i always dreamed of
Me and daddy takin a break but thats not what it seems bruh
Parents they was screamin sister never called the cops on em
I was crying on the stairs crying wasn’nt stopen em

Motha fuckas never had to deal with that shit 
Fake rappers always takin all the real out the shit 
Quit talkin bout how you saw a fukin body flip
Quit talkin all that bs on the mic we over it 
Ugh im sorry    did i fucking offend you 
Ugh im sorry    the pen and the papper i vent too
Quit being a pussy get up roll the dice 
I said it before aint gone say that shit twice
Moma she struggled rode to work day and night 
Took care the family we doin alright 
Aint said i’m rich but im doing jus fine 
She bought me a car aint gone say its a dime 
Shit if it gets me around that shits great
Thank you suporters shout out all the hate 
I dont want a feature stop messaging me 
I know you dont got it so stop the flexing
 i’m tryna get it you will not stop me 
Fuck all that talkin shit boy im gone swing 
And fuck all the people that say contempt sing 
This  the first cha[ter and i just got started
You all sound the same yal sound re re retarded
shit you want beef  don know what you started 
Listen to my music i’m not no artist 
But fuck with me now you gone say i’m the hardest.

Blink

thank you for your support
(lonely heart club)

Lonely

lyrics

V1

All these thoties sliding in my Instagram 
All these hoe they flokin when they got mans
Hold up lil hoe hold up lil bih
Yeah you know ifucking got it and I flex on a that shit 
Yeah I know you use to hate now I can see you on my dick 
I had ya bitch on me last night and she was suckin like a tic 
All these mf like contempt just hit another lick
If you waned to right now it ain't to late to take some pics 
I know one day Ima make it get a Rolex on my wrists 
I know one day Ima make it buy my ma ma ma a crib 
Xxx he told me never kill your mf friends  
But if you have to cut em off show em they dont fuckin live 
For I blow up yeah I know that shit gone happen soon for real 
I ain't trynna sign no label I ain't trynna get a deal 
If we go to war I'll get some wounds but that shit itll heal 
I know I got real brothers and they down to grip the wheel 

(Quiet part of beat)

Damn y'all still hating on me 
Wooo! Fuck they all waiting on me 
Woah godamn fake friends they changing on me 
But I don't give a shit they already dead homies 
(X2)

V2 (hard)
I feel like Pablo all I needed was the indulstructure 
Yeah I had to cut that hoe and I don't think I trust another 
Yeah I had to cut that fuckboy off that shit is no discussion 
If you down to fw me then yo ass better get to bustin 
My fan base is a bunch of bees and I can always hear em buzzin 
I'm the fucking Nuke and yo dumb ass just pushed the fucking buttons 
All these people creepin swear to god that I can never trust em 
Allthese ppl asking bout my songs but I don't ever rush em 
Swear to god I'm going kinda crazy from the robotusum 
Damn my plays are going off I swear it got me fucking blushing 
Bitch I'm like the big bad wolf except I'm puffin never huffin 
When I play my new shit for em all they faces get disgusted 
Oh you bout to run up on me I think you just stupid bluffing 
Oh you making bodys flip you sound like my dead homie Dustin 
Oh your bars they hard as steel well I can see them slowly rusting
You the type to rock fake shit and claim that it's a fucking custom 

Damn y'all still hating on me 
Wooo! Fuck they all waiting on me 
Woah godamn fake friends they changing on me 
But I don't give a shit they already dead homies 


Wooo!

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