Adaptive Flows
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•3 months ago
(Adaptive flows) Changin up flows is all about using the words as your guide. My baby girl the only one who ride . Thinkin bout losin her always hit me. Everyone slept and never picked me now My name gonna storm or rave. Before she go like the past ones at least I could maybe wave. Let’s talk about the 0 Fucks I gave. Everyone we lost, failed to get saved. Like the streets I’m paved. All my shit keep buildin. Non stop, more added to the top. The bottoms gonna cave. All this my shit. eggs bacon, grits. I’m everyone’s favorite. Word after word. savor it. Chance of dieing more than 50 percent. Need a waver. The career road I’m goin is labor. No light too see but ima save her. Fuck ya shit up like the olden days. Coolin wit the Neighbor. You baby girl, are my Life sabor. You know For me if I ask you’ll do any favor. Important like a city wit no mayor. like a Swiss blade wit no razor. Ima Certified dazor. My 1 Attachment a laser. Everytime my baby walk in anywhere it’s pronounced slayed. Clean and sanertairy. Like my laundry smellin like glade. Almost 300 pounds wat I use to weigh. Partyin bout losin it like I needa parade. I’m the one who got it made. I’m the one who got it paid. Outa east bumba fuck my negotive thoughts invade. The serious situations raid. Gotta understand my changes. Be adaptive. I’m different all night I dose. A camera , do ya pose. My baby the same as a rose. Got prickers, and lows. But still go wit my flow. Got so many words not in my vocabulary one of em slow. Need more water like the trees that make you breath. So I can grow. Cause I already glow. Not in the spot light yet ima upcomin pro. Everything I say keep goin cause I have adaptive flows. Easier then chagin ya clothes. Retract off of the words I propose. And keep on repeatin. reload. Another after another wrong pin. Recode. Not fuckin witchu if we haven’t met and you don’t like me. From me your repoed. Take another ride. She rerode. Me and my babygirl. Like .No dory. Without Nemo . Fucked up photo or a dice tosser. Reroll. I can’t stand people. Y’all brains a meat ball. Peak hole. Me and you never gonna be equal. I’m my beggining. And my sequel. Ya girl would tickle and suck my pickle for a nickel.
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Could do with better mixing but this has nice potential :)
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(Adaptive flows) Changin up flows is all about using the words as your guide. My baby girl the only one who ride . Thinkin bout losin her always hit me. Everyone slept and never picked me now My name gonna storm or rave. Before she go like the past ones at least I could maybe wave. Let’s talk about the 0 Fucks I gave. Everyone we lost, failed to get saved. Like the streets I’m paved. All my shit keep buildin. Non stop, more added to the top. The bottoms gonna cave. All this my shit. eggs bacon, grits. I’m everyone’s favorite. Word after word. savor it. Chance of dieing more than 50 percent. Need a waver. The career road I’m goin is labor. No light too see but ima save her. Fuck ya shit up like the olden days. Coolin wit the Neighbor. You baby girl, are my Life sabor. You know For me if I ask you’ll do any favor. Important like a city wit no mayor. like a Swiss blade wit no razor. Ima Certified dazor. My 1 Attachment a laser. Everytime my baby walk in anywhere it’s pronounced slayed. Clean and sanertairy. Like my laundry smellin like glade. Almost 300 pounds wat I use to weigh. Partyin bout losin it like I needa parade. I’m the one who got it made. I’m the one who got it paid. Outa east bumba fuck my negotive thoughts invade. The serious situations raid. Gotta understand my changes. Be adaptive. I’m different all night I dose. A camera , do ya pose. My baby the same as a rose. Got prickers, and lows. But still go wit my flow. Got so many words not in my vocabulary one of em slow. Need more water like the trees that make you breath. So I can grow. Cause I already glow. Not in the spot light yet ima upcomin pro. Everything I say keep goin cause I have adaptive flows. Easier then chagin ya clothes. Retract off of the words I propose. And keep on repeatin. reload. Another after another wrong pin. Recode. Not fuckin witchu if we haven’t met and you don’t like me. From me your repoed. Take another ride. She rerode. Me and my babygirl. Like .No dory. Without Nemo . Fucked up photo or a dice tosser. Reroll. I can’t stand people. Y’all brains a meat ball. Peak hole. Me and you never gonna be equal. I’m my beggining. And my sequel. Ya girl would tickle and suck my pickle for a nickel.
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