[Xpensive Sean]

Rip to a soul
Made good forms
I gat em on note
9 o 9 sis Kelly on frost
I'm livin off site
She's scared of no ghost
Wouldn't stop by
My wrist is so cold
Couldn't find mine
I'm ready for toast
Trust no b*tch
She ready for most
I'm gettin' along
These life isn't sold (x2)

I'm talking bout money
She feeling like bunny
Up no stairs
At a time I'm runnin
Come on long way
You feel my stress, cause!
I been rating no gaze
I'm ball-in
Even young boys, drop top
I'm loving
Lil nigga gat niggas
My bass hit metres
Ain't rappin for luv
I can't trust no one
With the corp's upon
I handed my forms
Once upon a time
She delivered my son
If is no boy
I'm writing more songs
I'm designed to be high
I'm the man of the prime
Now, for еxample
I step to the party
Main niggas, lamе niggas
They havin disciples
With me in an angle
Describing the Bible
Gettin' no means
My facts bout the grinch
I been gettin' it lit
These people don't wish
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