The earth is my living room
One
Toasted as fuck
Man I'm looking for a prophecy
Flicking through the bible tryna act like the prophets be
Need privacy cause I'm not really fucking proud of me
(Honestly)
Tryna turn this shit to a masterpiece
Blast the piece
While I'm half deceased
Hand the keys
I'ma bake your whip like it's mac and cheese
I'ma make her strip then I make her tease
Lost within a trip
Im just mad that she's
Blowing trees
Occupy her time then I slowly leave
Barry: Don't you smoke?
Baro: Yeah man yeah I do
I'm only pleased by the goods in the bad's or the fruits in the trees
And thats probably
Why my ex bitch left
With a hole in my soul and a slice in my chest
Im not nice to the rest
Only polite to the guests
Or enticing a bitch
Taste the strife in the spit
Man fuck it
Can you taste the strife in the fucking...Raps
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