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Run My...
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MIKE
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Aye That boy Babe Ruth with it In and out the park with a smooth finish, take two minutes Stop fronting like you knew wisdom One pull and the glue hit him, stuck in his couch n***as running for frown, n***a you lucky he out Young boy got drive, he be hungry without it Fifth grade, we was running through houses No pounds just pounds for allowance n***as who hardly made it touch down, be the loudest Used to 'round with the mouses Grade A make your momma the proudest n***as thirsty, might drown in the fountain You a clown or misdoubting? Lost a friend, found depression instead Lost my pencil, I remembered the stress Ask if Max brought the mеdicine yet Cold tears lеave these sentences wet Told ’Press I build the stairs, just remember the steps Everyday, it's like my memory left Blunt roaches with a centipede crest Head in clouds, hope this beat'll place, the rest of me slept And I’m the type that's not accepting they death Tell my reaper I'm a feig, gimme time, gimme place n***as speaking bout my ways, you should say it to my face pu**y n***a Tell my reaper I'm a feig, gimme time, gimme place n***as speaking bout my ways, you should say it to my face
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