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Testo As I Am
Testo As I Am
Am I still underrated?
Is there nothing left to say?
Screaming free time, gotta charge it to the game
They wonder why I waited, I was standing in my way
Be still the devil's favorite, seeing stars turning stains
Jim Stars in my Jays, I was walking from the train
The hill got me jaded, I'm addicted to the pain
Perfect timing, it was plain Don't complain, take a plane, Hollywood Walk of Fame
Now walking through the flames
This my reign of fire, dropping ashes on my name
Heard the devil was a liar, can't stop my campaign
Pop champagne in the six, like I'm James
Heard that I was slеpt on, fumbled, but I kept on
Bulletproof lovе, on the heart filling teflon
Pocket full of haze, dope samples getting stepped on
Money on my head, no time to put my vest on
Three car, money on the duce, to the dead gone
Commissary fully, got his tablet in a mess hall
Red and yellow circles, independent like connect for
Trees to the creases, stacking pieces for the Met Ball
Paypal cash app, this Apple on the next call
Feel like my song with the fire in my left palm On the phone with [?]
He said put him in my next song
Now, fire took the guys out the West Palm
Take me as I am, I'll be marbing to my breath gun (bitch)
Is there nothing left to say?
Screaming free time, gotta charge it to the game
They wonder why I waited, I was standing in my way
Be still the devil's favorite, seeing stars turning stains
Jim Stars in my Jays, I was walking from the train
The hill got me jaded, I'm addicted to the pain
Perfect timing, it was plain Don't complain, take a plane, Hollywood Walk of Fame
Now walking through the flames
This my reign of fire, dropping ashes on my name
Heard the devil was a liar, can't stop my campaign
Pop champagne in the six, like I'm James
Heard that I was slеpt on, fumbled, but I kept on
Bulletproof lovе, on the heart filling teflon
Pocket full of haze, dope samples getting stepped on
Money on my head, no time to put my vest on
Three car, money on the duce, to the dead gone
Commissary fully, got his tablet in a mess hall
Red and yellow circles, independent like connect for
Trees to the creases, stacking pieces for the Met Ball
Paypal cash app, this Apple on the next call
Feel like my song with the fire in my left palm On the phone with [?]
He said put him in my next song
Now, fire took the guys out the West Palm
Take me as I am, I'll be marbing to my breath gun (bitch)
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