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Sep 2021
Yeah I know this one chick,
And she's far from a *****, close like lelo, and stitch, had a tune so she could switch,
Check the keys that I pitched,
For a new whip, went from a inline 4,
To a V6, my number one *****,
Wait a minute, baby I dont mean it, in a bad glitch, so let's just stick to the script,
Hold me down, like Whitney to Bobby Brown, now I see smiles from clown,
Saying they wanna be down,
But like on forth down, they getting the punt, this ain't for a radio stunt,
My arrows on the hunt, sticking into ya heart, me and you, sticking the charts,
And the number one, winner is,
My baby so precious, got critics and specs, so suspicious, every day is a wishlist, and we don't, have to wait till Christmas,



From ya soul, to ya smooth skin, my styles on a move, grooves got ya itching,
Baby dont worry, I got it locked, just listen, to the music, to ya mind I'll cruise it,
Instead of driving you crazy, insane thinking about you lately, it's all gravy,
If we have a few fights, a few nights, I'll just reconcile our love, till we hit the twilight,
Rocking the sheets, making the bed rock from sipping, the private stocks,
Open up ya third eye,from glancing the rock, this is more viral than TikTok,
My love is like Hitchcock, I'm tryna tie a knot, invest in multiple stocks,
A few islands and drop, off just one of a few places, to get away, and meditate,
It's never to late, to find love, you can't hide from it, hate can't hover it,
It's just me and you, I'm pitching woo, listen to the birds, singing "I love you",


Now that we've made it, see the fame and success, get caved with,
Enemies friends to foes, shows and multiple scrolls, missing on our payroll,
But we got lawyers, for that me and you, is like ink to a tat, permanent match,
Can't separate, the angel from the light of angles, peep the biz gee whizz,
Dont they know, nobody beats the biz, layingΒ Β up with multiple kids,
New gigs, baby dont even gotta pat ya wig, just sit back, relax and puff on a cig,
Boss ****, hardest litter in the pit, oh ****, cristal we sipping it, living it,
No expenses, alot we eating much exquisite, extra rooms, for people to visit,
Let's just toast to the good life, found a good wife, fight through any strife,
Cherish the love we have, roses in ya bubble bath, got ya penned, up like an autograph,

Check It you got my mind grazing the skies
So I gotta make this song cry song cry
Check It you got my mind grazing the skies
So I gotta make this song cry song cry


Yeah
Bloodline of King Yashayah
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Bloodline of King Yashayah  26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth
(26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth)   
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   jdmaraccini
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