so i
hold my breath until my face turn purple
keep a few bad bitches in my circle
my nuts hang like ain't no curfew
bitch if you wave,
then i will surf you
i flew jet, she flew commercial
but we still met,
later that night
after my session, she came over
i was aggressive, and she was sober
i gave her pills
she started confessing and started undressing
and ask me to hold her
and so i did, but that was last month
and now she's texting me, asking for closure
damn
she say this shit gon' catch up to me
i keep tissue paper
we eat each other whenever we at the dinner table
she say she hate that she love me
and she wish i was average
shit,
sometimes i wish the same
and i wish she wasn't married
promises, i hope i never break 'em
met a female dragon,
had a fire conversation but
interviews are like confessions
get the fuck up out my bedroom confusing me with questions like:
do you love this shit?
are you high right now?
do you ever get nervous?
are you single?
i heard you fucked your girl, is it true?
you getting money?
you think them niggas you with is wit' you?
need to listen to it *_*!
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