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ALIMONY

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Let's go to Dr. Alvamone.

That shit is good like Alvamone.

Bro just dropped an album on me and that shit hit good like alimony.

palace like the gala homie ain't no challenge for me me and mary had holy magic

No, you probably mad.

Don't have no malice for me.

Puffing caliber as I scan the back.

the noise, flip the pack, I broke the profit back to Oakland, better not backtrack what you told, cause my young boys get

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Taking a shortcut back to the past.

Straight to some bitches that they had a dad.

Yeah, he ain't shit, bitch.

Give me your ass.

Alphabet whip.

do Z for the class.

And I beast in my bag.

I could teach you a tag.

But I'm keeping it player.

Leave me the water, ain't sipping the flavor.

Detail a minor, but missing the major.

He

Double box rapper for God if you save her.

Hit me for play and I'm leaving the cookout.

Look, I got order a plus on my lookout.

Now he's signing my books out.

We took the game and look what we done shook out.

Nine of the ten times I wrote a set, fuck it, just rapping.

I'm taking the hook out.

and told her back it up.

She don't use that ass enough.

Haters talk on social stuff, but real life shit not adding up.

I'm rapping like it's

Bad fuss.

Be rapping like back at the school bus.

I ain't got no tool, but I can fix the fuss.

Don't play me.

I been at that magic touch like, whoa.

Magic.

Give me a second to address the message Like all of these niggas creating this wreckage Like me and Fahad is a tiny percentage

music ain't easy you cheesy you back like you urgently needing a best shot at it boy he was ruling no hemorrhage i'm nothing like ruby yeah i got the leverage i'm nothing like ruby yeah i got the leverage

We back to the basics.

More like the mosaics.

I'm moving like Matrix.

I'm walking on favorites.

I swear that they personal do the

conversion.

We talking about mil for the person.

Think I want burgers?

You still took your girl out to eat at the Perkins.

you love me some chocolate, but look at them Germans.

I'm talking about Porsche AMG, that'll work.

AMG swerving, flow was a wavy, I took off the

through ragging, my shit's just surfing, working so I could be earning, rather than burning, tables is turning, but I still sit at them,

Chillin' with a 40-man, always blem.

Lookin' through beaches like mine if a gem.

Set boy and now I'm a job for the pen, yeah.

Too late for him, dropped that pen.

We got fluckers on the block, don't bend.

Not a bird and a hawk, not Flynn.

But the hawk got a hot shot, flame dragger.

But I love salt.

and you drive Urbi just talk them things out real life pocket sings just sling can pocket things type Rondo rock it

Things that I keep for my dog, but I never try to bought them things.

Yeah, I'm ripping up that track real crazy.

Sing right, act like Patrick Swayze.

Dirty dancing in the 80s.

Before they in the web, yeah, them windows hazy.

You niggas soft like picking daisies.

Plenty of ladies, but no babies.

Jody, Trini, slightly Hades.

Sackboss, I speak Creole, maybe.

For the Sierra Leone.

Like a black diamond in the Uzi dome.

You started to catching a beam and all I saw my team to retreat and you leaving his home.

I reminisce on the beat.

Yo bitch, you reminisce on my meat.

When she done cleaned it up.

You salty, seems more bittersweet.

Dum-dum in a sweet aromatic.

Dum-dum drunk from the slums of my marriage.

Dick Johnson.

I shot it up like a Thompson.

Said it's too late for a plan B. Nigga, what's the option?

past, if you know what that means.

She do me right, kept me hype through the quarantine.

Yeah.

ALIMONY by Fahad/Jowdy - Lyrics & Covers