What if I where you been damn your houses mmm
(?) Baby are you hurt
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I said, "It's in your best interest if you just lay low"
No reason to get tangled
And it's just some things, you gotta stay ten toes
Some things you state, ha
It's in your best interest if you just say no
Trust me, when it's that simple
Let you know it's some things you must stand for
There's some things that you- it's in your-
It's in your best interest if you ride all tinted
We don't need anymore eyeballs, nigga
And especially if you go five fifty
Especially if you go fi-
It's in my- it's in my best interest if I'm by my niggas
See mе? Imma mind my business
Unless you add another zеro 'cause that's not my digits
Those are not my digits
It's in your my best interest if you go white tee
Make a little smirk or the one-side cheat
Keep writing on your phone so you just might see
Check my intake 'cause I know my genes
It's in my best interest if it's all on me
At least I can count on my own two feet
Man, it's not my first time (?) heartbeat
Man, it's so I—it's in your best interest if you keep shit close
They be on some weirdo shit
What, you want a front-row seat?
They like, "Nigga, where you been?
Damn nigga, how is shit?
Nigga, how it look like wha-?"
I try to tell them, "don't go wasting your oxygen"
And if you go tint, bro, go five percent
I mean, half of these niggas, just gon' to politic
Don't need no more odds in your pockets, man
You don't need a jubilee; I know watches, man
I mean, this came with the shit to my defense
And the links with the bezel, they just compliment
So can you blame a minute, nigga? I mean, not one bit
You'd think half of this shit just be common sense
Now every little step, gotta document
I mean, it's like these niggas wanna be a walking lick
I mean, it's like these niggas wanna be; I tried to tell them
That it's all a feeling
Would you trust that nigga as you co-defendant?
I know some of these questions even over-specific
Would you hold that nigga?
Did you five percent it?
We don't need anymore eyeballs; see, look
You can't see into my car
If I'm being too discreet, what is my fault?
We will take a few pupils
Let me put on you on game; this is crucial
Man you don't got everything on that Google
Don't get it lost in the sauce, kid
It's in your best interest if you lock in
They be on some weird shit, baby, clock in
We don't need anymore eyeballs; see, look
You can't see into my car
They want a front-row seat but they don't know
They be on some weirdo shit
And they need to get high percent
What it look like whaaaa
(billy woods)
Who wants to know?
Trust roughly far as I can throw
Living in the dustbowl
Once trusted the road
Many such blow dust off the tomb
Rust creep off the throne
I came up off paging the payphone
I suppose, I suppose a fool's gold
I suppose, she ain't wanna let go till the moon rose
Is it warm or is it cold?
Is there room on the boat for us both?
Is it fire or is it just smoke?
Will I know when it's the end of the road?
Will I know it when it's the end of the rope?
I sit alone, alone with our ghosts
Charcoal pencil instrumental
Barcode everything they sent you
God knows
Charcoal pencil, sketch the bones
Whoever sent you, tell them I said, "who wants to know?"
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They want a front-row seat
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Front-row seat
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