
RIP OL E Yavid
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All black 44 when I pull out
I took her soul when I pull out
We used to sleep there on the pull out
I wish our light never burned out
Demons they eat at my energy codeine it eat at my kidney
Sometimes I lose control I feel empathy for the enemy
We used to dream of insane amounts I wish she could see me now
My truck as big as our old house my diamonds hit with no light out
I'm lookin for a quareen not a queen
I’m lookin for the real thing not a meme
Her pretty ass feet on my dashboard I giver whatever she asks for
The first chain I snatched I ain't even break the clasp
Its fishy when you say no cap
Its fishy when you say no cap
I don't tell your kids they dad is a pussy
Tattoos on his face what he wish that he could be
I got boiz in the feds now and I’m praying they don't give me up
Not cuz I can't do the bid but I don't wanna knife they guts
Skuba steve in my speakers
I'm serving tweakers
That girl a eater
Blood on my sneakers
My boy press me about a fiend we serve he think she undercover
I don't know how to tell him I know she is cuz I been fuckin her
I took her soul when I pull out
We used to sleep there on the pull out
I wish our light never burned out
Demons they eat at my energy codeine it eat at my kidney
Sometimes I lose control I feel empathy for the enemy
We used to dream of insane amounts I wish she could see me now
My truck as big as our old house my diamonds hit with no light out
I'm lookin for a quareen not a queen
I’m lookin for the real thing not a meme
Her pretty ass feet on my dashboard I giver whatever she asks for
The first chain I snatched I ain't even break the clasp
Its fishy when you say no cap
Its fishy when you say no cap
I don't tell your kids they dad is a pussy
Tattoos on his face what he wish that he could be
I got boiz in the feds now and I’m praying they don't give me up
Not cuz I can't do the bid but I don't wanna knife they guts
Skuba steve in my speakers
I'm serving tweakers
That girl a eater
Blood on my sneakers
My boy press me about a fiend we serve he think she undercover
I don't know how to tell him I know she is cuz I been fuckin her
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