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Soul Snatcher
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Cash Kidd
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(Another Faided beat) Yeah, yeah Yeah, I'm sorry, so sorry I broke your heart, yeah But it never was that, huh Yeah, I know you think I'm reckless for that, huh, ayy, yeah f**k the money, it's the time I ain't gon' never get back When you switched, you broke my heart, thought we was better than that I gave my dawg everything, still got stabbed in the back But I ain't stressin', guess I learned another lesson from that f**k with the kid, we in your crib like the Cat in the Hat Like a frat, we gon' step, like I'm travelin', ref Yeah, I'm a star with a pole like the American flag My n***as eatin', but they hungry, I suggest not to flex Like Rae Sremmurd Yeah, they know better, huh Yeah, I'm in the club with Yoshi and Live And they known steppers, huh Yeah, I brought your b*t*h to my world And she said, "Why such cold weather?" Huh Ayy, I'm paranoid, layin' with two ratchets, huh Feelin' like the old Hefner, huh, ayy, ooh Thousand-dollar shoes layin' 'round, you would kill for 'em You ain't made no money yet, b*t*h, you out here still hoin' Told her we gon' f**k after she suck, but I'ma still ho her Catch a bullet from this Eagle, your new name Terrell Owens Know they tryna block my goals now like I'm field goaling b*t*h, you mad I'm on my toes now, I ain't heel-toeing First I was playin' with this sh*t, now I for real want it Ayy, now I'm real focused Stabbed me in my back, but somehow my heart broke Ran it way up, that lil' n***a Marc on, huh We ain't washin' clothes, but this one a large load, huh Blues and oranges, I ain't talkin' bar close, huh Swan hit my line, said pull up on Park Road Just showed me a method, he got eighty smartphones I was gettin' neck, the police said, "This park closed," huh b*t*h asked me to lick her, I said, "b*t*h, the bar closed" Ayy, yeah, sh*t take no effort, huh If I point, what you think G and Money gon' do? They so extra, yeah Out here fightin' for my life tryna dodge the pen' like a pro wrestler Ayy, big bad wolf, she gon' blow me in the crib, I'm a homewrecker, huh New b*t*h, she a soul-snatcher, huh, ayy, ooh New stick, it's a soul-snatcher, huh, ayy, yeah Five-six-seven forever, huh, ayy, ooh
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