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I'm back in a different mode
I been on my own, on my, on my own
I been on my own, on my, on my own
I been on my own, on my, on my own
Baby who is you?
Off the boot
I been ridin' dirty but I sip on that fruit
Imma quiet motherfucker I don't like to talk no moves
And if you want a motherfucker better go and make that move
I want you to be mine
You so fine all the time
I'm sippin' that red you sippin' that wine
We fuck on the bed I'm breakin' your spine
But on my own I'm still on my own
I don't got no time for no bitches no
I been on the road I been on the road
I been countin' rolls I been countin' rolls
I'm back in a different mode
I been on my own, on my, on my own
I been on my own, on my, on my own
I been on my own, on my, on my own
I need me a check
Its Finesse
I can't ever stress
Put a hole all through your chest
In the party turnin' necks
They must know that I'm up next
And I know I love to flex
But I earned the right to flex
I came up from none
I'm not close to done
I'm the chosen one
I been on the run
I been gettin' bread
I been countin' buns
I been in her head
Runnin' laps for fun
I'm back in a different mode
(In a different mode)
I been on my own, on my, on my own
I been on my own, on my, on my own
I been on my own, on my, on my own



Autor(en): Tyler Chandler



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