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I love your mystique
Always gotta sneak
A scandal cannot leak
Got you scared to speak
I'm so good at keeping secrets
You know I'll keep em
I'm so good at keeping secrets
You know I'll keep
I'll keep your secrets
12 put you in custody
Nigga better not had said a thing
Zip ya lips for 48 hours
Soon or later you gone be released
Not ideal but it'll be a breeze
Don't let us here you rat to police
Squish you like a marshmallow duck
Lil bitch don't say a peep
Lil rappers stay tryna beef
I wash 'em, rinse, then repeat
If that shit didn't register
Imma need my change & receipt
I'm in a meeting
Bitches think that them & I are competing
Just got a message that mission's completed
That nigga ain't breathing
But shhhhhh
Gotta keep it a secret
Yall fucking niggas get blocked
Then up on our block
Like we 'sposed to come save yall
Who the fuck are you?
Sit your ass back down
(Asses in chairs)
You were not missed nigga
You were not missed
(At all)
If you gone come over here on this part
This part of town
Keep ya fucking lips sealed boy
Bet not hear shit
Wuddup
Bitch I'm two & zero
Fuck I look like losing hoe
I'm the boy that do the most
That's why yo nigga choosing though
Said he bout that action
He won't do it tho
Let that choppa sing & turn this bitch into a musical
Got a few killers that'll die for me
Got a few ride or die's that'll kill for me
I talked to Deashon, told him that it's weird to me
Said they were hot but they just regular temp to me
I'm here to stay these other niggas really temporary
Saw so many come & go
20 on 10 for me
I got some wise words for em, it just clicked to me
Now keep it down & promise that you won't snitch on me
Dissed me in their raps, really thought they were so empowering
When I look around I see all of y'all in retirement
Played the long game but you niggas were short requirements
Same as it was, yall were just meant for my devourment
Couldn't do shit but just sit back & start allowing it
Couldn't put the shit into words, they not pronouncing it
Keep recycling them bars it ain't gone help with the environment
Bitch
Damn, this gotta be funeral music
A couple niggas died just now
Casket on casket on casket
Like damn where we gone put the flowers at
Cuz yall can't get em when you're alive
Boy we don't give a fuck 'bout yall
Forreal
I'm still stuck on who the fuck is you
Cuz you not who you think you are I can tell you that
On God
On God
Yeah