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Things may seem fine
Things may seem fine
But not all the time
Things may seem fine
But not all the time
(Let 'em talk about it, let 'em talk, talk) things may seem fine
(Let 'em talk about it, let 'em talk, talk) but not in your mind
(Let 'em talk about it, let 'em talk, talk) things may seem fine
(We gon' talk about it and we gon' walk about it) but not in your mind
Real nigga, long talk, team
And the liquor, peng, peng, sip, cup
Drink the liquor, see a Libra
Pop the, ah, move the, ah, like a, uh
I met this white girl in Ibiza
Sniff all just to be up
I'ma take down and like a teacup
I'ma rip, rip, I'ma reaper
When I'm wildin' on the island
I'll take her back down and say, "You wildin'"
Holdin' that big thing like I'm waiting
To try the pussy so cold conversating
I wanna film you while I fuck you
I got your toes up, I'ma tuck you
I'ma take you, I'ma sex you
With the polka-dot prints on the vestule
She got the, fine legs, like, I love that
I eat the sandwich
Uh, uh, yeah
Pay, pay, but you're knowin'
Uh, yeah, fuck, but, uh
Used to zone out with your phone out
With your homie on the roll-out
Or that white girl in the coke house
Or the stage show with the strobe out
Gettin' nosy, keep your nose out
Had to rise up and I rose out
Now I tell Clark get the Rolls out
Sandy beaches with my toes out
Summertime, summer clothes out
Little afro, said her fro's out
Even wintertime when it's cold out
I just load up then I hold out (Haha)
I just wanna see us givin'
I just wanna see us livin' (Yes)
I don't wanna see us tired
I just wanna see us driven (driven)
Elevation elevatin' (elevatin')
Man forever regulatin'
Them niggas forever hatin'
I'm just way too busy celebratin'
Let's talk about it, talk talk
Think about it, it's my thoughts-thoughts
Eat the food up with my fork-fork
Caught a body, it's a corpse-corpse
Draw a light skin and it's a hat trick
'Cause there's a white thing and a black chick
Took a big draw then I ashed it
Then she told me it's a hash spliff
Black girl in Ibiza
She got one she a keeper
She like to fly down for the weekend
I did the rap test and she passed that
I'm in the fast lane
I'm in the cold breeze like Alaska
I was freezin', now I'm back now
Keys up, I'm back down
Let 'em talk about it, let 'em talk-talk, uh
Let 'em talk about it, let 'em talk-talk, uh
Let 'em talk about it, let 'em talk-talk, uh
We gon' talk about it and we gon' walk about it
Real nigga, long talk, team
And the liquor, peng, peng, sip, cup
Drink the liquor, see a Libra
Pop the, ah, move the, ah, like a, uh
To our renaissanse, right hear me now
See you later
Pull up now and then
Pull up now and then
Pull up now and then
Now Massive and crew, yeah, hear me, star
You don't know and all
Big up all the real gunners in the place, you understand me?
Boy, ya hear me?
Yeah, it's your boy, you know?
I take bare disrespect from the girl, let me know
I'ma say, "Yo, some girl'll box up some boy and beat up some boy and kick up some boy all in a public"
And they hear that boy, them still around bare them gal like some idiot in here
Some real goo-goo in here
Some real gyal clown in here
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