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I watch them man try lotion girls
As if they don't know that they come with cheese
Sleep with her and it can't be that
Mahogany wood, she slept with me
Heard they think that they're badmen
I saw high knees when they ran from me
Keep it G, can't be the batch if you ain't OG that reside in E
And I still get verbal, minor
My shit raw, don't mean cypher
And they think they're GMs
And it turns out that they weren't one prior
Spit heat 'cause their breath is hot
I spit heat in the booth thats fire
Still cool with the sweetest ones
Don't tag them, can't pass dat round like flyer

Over see, trust me and I ain't even on vacation
I don't beef too tuff, touch darg and I step up like Channing Tatum
All grown and fine, 9 double M if bro is on invading
He's seen the doctors and nurses bares
And my mans ain't even on placement
On me, why? I want to know
I've been in your ends, I'm comfortable
He talks like he ain't touchable
She talks like she ain't fuckable
Don't open up, I'm vulnerable
Lies and I know the truth not honourable
He talk to the feds and constables
And you know I'm that guy, I'm lovable

Feature means that you pay that fee
Oooh, and it can't be free
Composure can quickly turn erratic
John travolta, if you chat that grease
From the block to the manors, got manners so pass the uh, please
Pronouns him and he, spit then spray come like mr sheen
How many times did we get round there?
Get round there trynna do things proper
And I couldn't get my man, so I went through the significant other
Shout mandem from E to London
They ain't blood but you know that's brothers
And I dealt with a moody cow
Trust me when I say that I sucked on udders
Came out your girl, while your boy can't come out the cupboard
Harder to take girls serious, can't imagine hearing dearly beloved
FaceTime appointments at 1am, on pro clubs and I couldn't be bothered
Don't want the head if you ain't gonna slime it up
Bare saliva and slobber
Still got contacts no eye wear, father to him that's my bairn
Had a dream that I got him down, next man can call that a nightmare
Got toys in her private story
Takes the woody if the buzz is light here
No drugs or festivals but still in the field with my gear

Did dirt and who knows, play the games like cluedo
Bros live on the street and their live on the net like Yubo
Been a while since uh, uh, uh, still get the plus 4, no Uno
She thinks she's the main and the character, might leave her like Juno
With my words best heed and don't even ask me what man means
Nightmares turn lucid dreams
And bro still deals with the cats and fiends
Like I'm losing steam, tend to ghost so don't ask where I've been
Bro dropped that message, still supports but needs to get on his deen
Get on his, uh, get on his path
He's 3 months in like march
I still giggle and laugh with my ex, I can't get past her like starch
Things I do for the love of my marj
No brewer, but I say I've got bars
Best believe I'm a star and when I say thats not even that far fetched
With me she missed incredible and that not a even a hard stretch
Laugh now, gimme time, don't know that im on my last steps
It's hotel settings, me and your girl can't say where her arch ends
I still see them fast legs from strangers, it was my past friends

How many times have I put my pain on notes or that paper
In person I tend to act like I've got my life together, no stapler
They cap, they slaver, now I can't ask for no help or favours
Music my stress relief, now I'm all about that base Megan Trainor
In Scotty, how many man rap facts and keep it oh, so real?
I'm an E town savage, I couldn't care less how a next man feels
Sprint and dash, can't afford to just stand still
Me and bro can't be too mad
'Cause I know my bro and he ain't got chill
Still got time to watch them closely, hotel lobby, Mr. Mosby
Hands in the air if you still don't know me
If I see real, greattt, Tony
Dem man foney
And their girls are dead
Unlike AD, sweet ones come pass and I don't mean Stoney