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Beep beep, beep beep, beep beeeeep Yea, woke up to niggas sounding like me damn I smoked one and went my ass right back to sleep okay These rappers needs some law and order Ice T, god damn They can't touch you Tunechi , Poison Ivy, man I roll up and smoking like some hot tea yeah I woke up and couldn't believe I got sleep damn You woke up and then you try to live the dream But before you check yourself, check my history I ain't never been a stormchaser Or just a fly on the wallpaper I ain't never been a tailgater Always been a bail maker If it heaven sent right now, she gon' give a nigga hell later If you don't get the shit right now You gon' love to hate the smell later I tell her hold up, your pictures don't entice me She told me pull up and then she heard a light screech, yeah I woke up with a white bitch under white sheets She got a black heart, telling white lies through her white teeth Black eyes from always tryna fight sleep Ran into your wifey she says "Tunechi, wife me" Hello, I'm so spicy I got her sweating like Keith Though our time brief, she be on me like briefs Ethica, Ethica, Ethica SongtexteHeffanie calling me Hefner F-ing her all in her exitier If he textin’, I’m killing the messenger All hail the dead in America Your ex be hatin’ like eczema That nigga fake as a wrestler I poke him straight in his retina Anyway baby I’m feeling ya Feel like I slipped and I fell in ya But that nigga slipped and he fell for ya Gotta be way more carefuler These niggas no one to everyone They play too much and never won He got you a room at the Sheraton I can get you your own area Hellava, hellava, hellava Girl the way you be taking this D from me You act like you spelling something Man this D put a spell on her I’m [?] as my cellular My diamonds sing like my [?] You gotta make a name for yourself But these niggas fake as an alias I don’t see no comparison, no barbarians I am not a human being And you’re humanitarian I ain’t trying to get booked again Don't fuck with no librarians Fell asleep in her wet pussy I woke up in that aquarium, hold up Woke up to niggas lookin’ like me, damn Throw up and go my ass right back to sleep, ugh You woke up connected to some IV’s Beep beep, beep beep, beep beeeeep That’s some sick shit I’m a shooting star But your bitch got me shooting porn, yeah I’ve been trying too hard Wow, wow I’m a shooting star, yeah Going too far, yeah I’ve been trying too hard, yeah To fuckin’ hide these 2 horns, damn Sick, sick, sick My friendship with Mack Maine is far, far, far, far, far, far more than a friendship. That's my fuckin' brother. I've known Mack since the hood, Hollygrove. He had the biggest house in the hood it was right on the corner. I'm not sure if the whole house was theirs but it was huge, he had a big basketball court on his backyard and everybody used to drape out. [?] his backyard. And umm, since he lived on the corner like you can always go and chill and play basketball on his backyard and then like always be right there on the corner in case some shit pop off. So yeah me and Mack been down since the hood. He went to a good school, I didn't go to good school but then we ended up one in the same school, the school is actually called Mack Maine. I mean and then he got known for fuckin' over niggas freestylin'. You know I mean Mack is cold at ribbin' I don't know if y'all call that roastin' or with all that shit y'all callin' but he cold at that period. He could tear your ass up, make you cry, make you want kill him. That type of shit. He wanted them nigga [?] still be laughing overtime and actually have you laughing but still mad that's one of them niggas. So yes, when you know how to do that [?] let you know how to rhyme and he knew how to rhyme, so he used to kill niggas on that shit so that's how we really jammed up on this music shit Shout out my nigga Mack Aus Songtexte Mania