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Lord have mercy
need a whole damn buttload of racks, i'm getting thirsty (racks)
baby in my space, when i'm trippin she gon nurse me (yea)
need to stop talking to shawty real quick, i'mma dip and that might hurt me
this damn Marijuana my bitch, it got me way more than you do
she keep calling my phone like every time, i keep saying it, she a nuisance (yea)
met her there, pay her a visit, then i dipped
met her there, pay her a visit, then i dipped
got a whole lotta stress in my system
that's why i fill up with all these things in my system
all these niggas keep talking too much, keep biting i'mma fuck your sisters
when i get rich, i won't miss 'em
i don't know, nigga (i don't know)
this girl keep calling herself my bae, like she the one (oh no)
"i want this, and that... i thought you loved me", bitch i'm having fun
cut these niggas off, they not my ones, they play get fucken spun (grraah grraah)
i'm not with that acting, this my canvas, and yes, i'm the 1
feel like the 1
i feel like the 1
yea yea yea
(it feels)
it feels like 2012, when i felt your love (it feels)
it feels like everything's that good, like shit had just begun (it feels)
it feels like we in space, or in Nirvana, the way we're calm
yea i love the way you love (yea yea yea)
Lord, please have mercy (please)
Lord, please have mercy (please)
Lord, please have mercy
(it feels like 2012, when i felt your love)
- Genre
- Hip-hop & Rap