If I had the money Stash 
would you love me 
If I had a mansion or hoes on my body 
A potion to potent To pass up 
I’ll go ghost with my mask up
I never asked for love 
But I’ll that 
To the casket 
If I fell deep 
I get a better flow when I trip 
Better get her back 

Before I flip 
I better hit 
The kick 
Kick 
Boom and tick 
I better get to writing and finding my silence 
( In ) Is this distance 
This is a wish 
That I get back 
to the happy days 
When I’d be rapping away 
The sad and the lame 
And the shadows that keep close behind my back in vein 
Like 

Be patient 
I’m waiting 
Be real 
Don’t fake it 
I want to be here to make it 
Here to live and here to stay 
Love me 
Maybe 
Call me 
Baby 
You so dog 
Like Sadie 
I’m back to 
I’m back to 
I’m back to 
I’m back to 
I’m back to 
I’m back to 
I’m bout to 
I’m bout to 
I’m bout to 
I’m bout to 
I’m bout to 

Yeah 
Bout to 
I’m bout to go through the door 
Bout to be through with it 
What you gon do with it 
Love 
How can i lose and yet cruise on a buzz
Bus 
I’ve had enough 
Huff 
Smoke 
And I puff 
Puff 
Oceans enough 



Wet and a boat load of motor 
Motivation 
I hold a page in front of my face 
You ain’t running my race 
And I’m mumble the names of the names 
That I know that are too far gone to obtain 
Back On my eyes 
And I’m back to the love me stage 

Love me babe 


Yeah 


( Outro )

Love Me ( Prod. Sammarco )

Only speak real shit 

Damn


Got smoke like mist bro 
6 foes 
6 to 6 6 
Add a bit of freaky in the mix 
Get cheeky on the dick
Tiki With the voodoo
Leaning onto you boo

Jeepers creepers 


They took my style 
Not scenic
But I’ve seen it 



Take a Note 
Like a to f 
I don’t give a fuck 
Coz my G’s gotta ( got a )level 


This lil red ginger better run 
Call him the ginger bread man


 
Got head 
Give me it
Make me lit 
Till I do a fucking headstand on ya head 
Man 
Little boy 
Don’t stand with the camera 
I’m back to the booth afters hours 
cooking beats 
For Skitz 
And damn 
I get hot 
Like When shit hit the fan
I’m Austin with Power 

Baby 

And I can chill like chill 


No one hit the beat harder 
Pet Parker 
As She’s sticks to the poll 
No place for my heat 
But it shakes the 
Wall, burgh 
Coz I met my Mark 
And my head and heart wants all her 


Coz i found the cheats codes 
As I surfed the streets in looking for a decent burrito 

Fuck it I want a HSP

Like

Like

Hoes, Sluts and I don’t need P 
I’m pushing It B 


I got 3 tips for you studs out there 

I Don’t fuck with her 
If she wider than the MCG

If she’s sneaky 
Let her play the don’t leave me 
And leave 
She’ll want you back next season 
Trust me 


3rd tip 


3rd tip


Fuck everything I say 
And I’ve done 
If I was your father 
Even still I can’t fuck with you son 
I’m not watching no games 
Or Coaching 
Like Carter 


I stoke it and start up 
If you know then you know 
If you don’t then you don’t 

Shit

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