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You hold me close, tell me that you can read my mind How do you get to know how I feel inside?

Cause I didn't take you there, no Oh baby, get out my head, get out my head You hold me close, tell me that

You can read my mind I get to know how I feel inside

Cause I didn't take you at all Oh baby, get out my head

You hold me close, tell me that you can read my mind I ain't got no power

Don't!

For the chit chat, for the riff raff I just want a bitch with a big back I just want the money and a quick laugh

Big white hair give me red flash Few white lines and when he say shit change Laying down shorts with the big names

Tintin's fruit bro, tryna fight him off I like him ass and I like lacrosse I'm a child of shit, for brad I pull up on them motherfuckers, that's a cost I'm drama, got a big team and the boys are loose Don't care about you

when you're bright in the view I'm a big face, big kit when I wanna time for the cats and shotas, bops and robas

from the bottom no joke

and read my mind I get to know how I feel inside

Cause I didn't take you there at all Oh baby, get out my bed

You hold me close, tell me that you can read my mind

I get to know how I feel inside Cause I didn't hate you then at all

Oh, baby, get out my bed.

Get out my bed.

For the chit chat, for the riff raff.

You never done dirt, never been bad Turn a bad boy to a dim bar, same bad I ride the wave, then kick back I get paid, you pay to rap Each stage go ape, then I make a stack

Big bag of flake with a pass it round I just bought the bar that won't kick us out Them rats in gold, that's how we roll Come from being broke, now man's got dough I'm not your friend, don't call my phone I hate my ghost, years old Last days, no grades, man, I never went school I was sat back chilling with a fat zoo

Moon flipped out when I drove Moon mad, now I'm in J.D.

trying to block you back.

And read my mind I get to know how I feel inside

Cause I didn't take you there at all Oh baby, get out my way

How do you get to know?

How I'm feeling sad Cause I didn't hate you at all

Oh baby, get out my head, get out my head.

I'm a different clarity, different category.

MC's mad at me, I turn dreams to reality.

You ain't done shit, you're a div.

I'm paid, I'm rich, go chain, go fist.

Yo, flat out range, switch those lanes, take that chase.

Bust that case.

Police wanna ram me.

Police wanna ban me.

They ain't on shit cause I'm fast like that tin.

Shots in the car and I'm like these diffs.

See six different new shape.

I'm late one five on the dash.

I'm scaring you bitch.

You lies in this lift course I'm gonna rip.

Drinkin' my cup, I'm wasted, failin', racin' Just gone past that A6 I ain't got time for my driftin' boys in the 6th of age If you feel low, hold it close, tell me that you

and read my mind I get to know how I feel inside

Cause I didn't take you there at all Oh baby, get out my way

Head out my head You hold me close, tell me that you can read my mind

I get to know how I feel inside Cause I didn't take you there at all Oh baby, get out my head Get out my head

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