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Matthew 4-2

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Fuck you, man.

Do not evil envy men, and do not crave their company.

Believe that.

That's a proverb.

I just made last month.

The fuck did you mean?

Yeah.

Packing up for time ain't no disrespect.

Since you disrespect, this is all disrespect.

They said that I did it the flex.

Timber was nice.

Everything I said, it was fake.

Took off and come back.

I need that shit back.

I'm cockin' it back, and I hear it in your back.

Now it's back to the streets.

Now it's back to the east.

Now it's back to that pack, and I'm flippin' it back.

Bitch, I was brought up to get it.

Tell me who with it.

Man, look, you fuck with my city.

I play with my city.

Your nigga with titties.

You really ain't smart.

That is no academic.

Come to my school, I study academic.

No years involved.

That is real academic.

At first, I was tellin' that I put God up in it.

I split four in a hole.

What the fuck academic?

Got the new trees in my room.

Thinkin' shit over.

But then they gon' fuck you over, love, said I told you These niggas, they supposed to, these niggas, these bitches, I messed their whole, yeah These niggas, they told you, you drink, they'll pour you Niggas won't pee, you like clothes, they'll fool you But then I knew you, this bitch, she gonna owe you I carried her for you, no, that man, that's too much

All I do is grind.

I just want what's really right for me.

I like something like that.

All I do is grind.

I just want what's really rightfully mine.

I carry the ride.

Slugging that bitch, I ain't sparing a ride.

Patsy dick bitch, you is really not shit.

Get you ass up on this dick and take you for a ride.

Patty, I'm slinging them pies.

I'm still alive.

I'm out of Easton, you fuckin' with me, what you did wasn't to you, you really could not God, this, God, this body can't stand it, front of goose from right, left from Bob Brandon

Shit's on, niggas panic, stand still, panic ain't chanting.

Try to spot the king standing, front of goose from right, left from Bob Brandon.

Shit's on, niggas panic, stand still, manic and chanice.

Jody's in the front.

Jump into the funk You and me Cause you feelin' like

So easy to find So easy to find I'm living my grind

Cause you feel like it really was mine.

Up some for the bun.

Yeah.

You ain't up for that.

You ain't up.

But I was right

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