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I keep my hots, on, at-night
Lots on my mind
Faith, by the bed
Opps, outta sight
I keep my hots, on, at-night
Lots on my mind
Faith, by the bed
Opps, outta sight
I keep my hots, on, at-night
Lots on my mind
Faith, by the bed
Opps, outta sight
I keep my hots, on, at-night
Lots on my mind
Faith, by the bed
Opps, outta sight
Bad energy can't chill where my peace is cotchin
I'm on hots and i'm locked in
I don't even scroll gram no more cos it's bad for my mind and almighty's watching
I cut the weed and the drink down picked up a barbell
I like henny not martel
I put my faith in the cold hard cash cos my enemies act like friends and I can't tell
Can't tell who loves me
If i'm down man judge me
I need peace they bug me
But then im the bad guy
If I dial in the ooters with the four five or pumpy
Tell my enemies
It's smoke if it's fuck me
Groupies wanna jump me
Pagans them see me and spud me
Engineer's the only guy who could punch me
Trust me
I got a two tone girl with a big back
Mek her wanna squirt when I hit that
Gimme whiplash from the kickback
I swear down everytime I lose friends it's a restart I ain't gonna mourn in the morning
Every year I wanna take a likkle break from the shows and I try but they just keep calling
I keep my hots, on, at-night
Lots on my mind
Faith, by the bed
Opps, outta sight
I keep my hots, on, at-night
Lots on my mind
Faith, by the bed
Opps, outta sight
I keep my hots, on, at-night
Lots on my mind
Faith, by the bed
Opps, outta sight
I keep my hots, on, at-night
Lots on my mind
Faith, by the bed
Opps, outta sight



Autor(en): Ché Wolton Grant, Forgotten



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