Correction Lyrics UNTITLED (06/18/17) by Mavi

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Ay, uh, uh, uh, yuh, look

I talk to God, he mad at me
I only call when I need him
My vices laugh at me when I ask for my freedom
I'm a slave to temptation, stuck on my ways
Stuck off the sticky, the haze, know how to get me away, from all the bullsh*t
So cool it with the foolery, I'm cooling with a cool ten
She say she like my jewelry, maybe that's why she choosing me
The girl I really want say she through with me, but I know she not
She just hot, when she back cool with me then we Bonnie Clyde
I recently been occupied, I'm focusing on music
They tell me I'm the kind of guy that might can really do it
They say I got the content that can really make some movements
That's ironic cause I feel like I'm locking eyes with Medusa
I'm eye to eye with my enemies, mirrors reveal the truth
My day to day don't consist of me keeping no tabs on you
So give me the same luxury, if we ain't getting money get the f**k from me (Aye)

F**king up the function then I f**king leave
Death knocking my last breath gon' be spent boxing
The casket they throw me in, my pa**ion just don't exist
Put ashes to ashtrays, put they a**es to flows and dip
Non-sober soldier, I am not the one to go against
Soaked in sin, scoping out opponents, I ain't prone to miss
Somber but I'm solid, any phony folk fold and bend
Told that b*t*h don't be slick at the mouth, you a stand-in
I'm not your fam friend, not your man, we ain't companions
Don't politic with n***as but my name in they mouth
The dead man presence dreaded in the face of a drought
I'm facing about, four woods
My hoe know I'm no good, the d**k stroke is crisp though, the pole leave her throat shook
This pole get his dome took, he talk it I live it
He saw it I did, ain sh*t can knock me off of my pivot (aye)
F**k y'all, subpar, punk broads duck law, bust drug juggs
Can't run, my lungs charred (aye)
You can tell I'm bent, deathwish test me then
My b*t*h say I'm evil (aye), tell her come and top the devil then
Devil's advocate with raps to spit, half past pa**ionate
Grabbing boards for my half-a** and fast cashed tragedies
Clapping more than a fat dad at fata** pageants
Sa**afra**, snatching cash, she throat me, she asthmatic gasp
Att**ude is mitigated, at it dude I'm friends with pain
So where's my payment, [?], a dad will do
Pa**ive boys get pa**ed of course, past the troy up pa** the torch
P*ssed in cups pa**ed it boy
I'm lightning you battle Thor, aight man just think on it
I ain't plan a thing bro, "Iron Man" my theme song, Hired hands machines bro
Metal face my forefather, wiser man than heroes
Hammer break your floor locker, now your preme on me bro
New hoodie for the fall, Oo goodie floor the drawls
Sh*t, I meant jaws to floor, Fitted in the golf le fleurs
It's fatter when you on all fours, you sadder than your broad reported
When I die your b*t*h will cry, just some sh*t that I'm avoiding
Just some sh*t that I'm avoiding

[Instrumental]

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