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Testo Nuthin I Can Do Is Wrng
'Cause when you're near me
Everything is right
Nothing I can do is wrong, with you-
It's Big. Fucking. MIKE
Nothing i can do is wrong, when you
Uh, through the city i can't do too much of looking up
My sister hit me tryna push me say I'm good enough
150 for the kush is what I'm putting up I keep it- uh, huh
Through the city I can't do too much of looking up
My sister hit me tryna push me say I'm good enough
150 for the kush is what I'm putting up
I keep it hundiddy, one foot inside of crooked stuff
My trust iffy, once pitied when I shouldn't've
You bunch trippy, one shimmy; that the look of love
Tough kidney cut busy, why I couldn't run
Young kitty, tongue grizzly for a sugarplum
More than I really want, you said it's time we had that talk, I guess this really us?
Sick times, barred inside that Philly bus
It's big MIKE, had to crawl before I really jumped
Or lift like it's my all, gotta give a bunch
And sit tight through the fog, it be bigger floods And midnights full of thoughts, I be quick to tuck
Like to live life be the cause when there isn't none
Or the gift might abroad under different sun
Noah clipped mines, being lost tryna give a fuck
Through the city i can't do to much of looking up, huh, huh
Through the city i can't do to much of looking up, huh, huh
-Me, nothing I can do is wrong, with you-
-Me, nothing I can do is wrong, with you-
Everything is right
Nothing I can do is wrong, with you-
It's Big. Fucking. MIKE
Nothing i can do is wrong, when you
Uh, through the city i can't do too much of looking up
My sister hit me tryna push me say I'm good enough
150 for the kush is what I'm putting up I keep it- uh, huh
Through the city I can't do too much of looking up
My sister hit me tryna push me say I'm good enough
150 for the kush is what I'm putting up
I keep it hundiddy, one foot inside of crooked stuff
My trust iffy, once pitied when I shouldn't've
You bunch trippy, one shimmy; that the look of love
Tough kidney cut busy, why I couldn't run
Young kitty, tongue grizzly for a sugarplum
More than I really want, you said it's time we had that talk, I guess this really us?
Sick times, barred inside that Philly bus
It's big MIKE, had to crawl before I really jumped
Or lift like it's my all, gotta give a bunch
And sit tight through the fog, it be bigger floods And midnights full of thoughts, I be quick to tuck
Like to live life be the cause when there isn't none
Or the gift might abroad under different sun
Noah clipped mines, being lost tryna give a fuck
Through the city i can't do to much of looking up, huh, huh
Through the city i can't do to much of looking up, huh, huh
-Me, nothing I can do is wrong, with you-
-Me, nothing I can do is wrong, with you-
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