C4
Blak GodAt the last supper table wit my enemies/ keep the wine and ya bread only cake for me/ because betrayal sure as hell ain't ok wit me/ I turn into a mean beast b4 I turn the other cheek/ feelin like a masterpiece I finally got to glow up, C4 talent so its time for me to blow up/ Everytime I prayed only Lucifer would show up, Ferrari in the church parking lots doin donuts/ Now I'm on some other shit showin out in pu-bl-ic, bitches know I'm toxic but they still be tryna sample this/ Fuck ya fans only I wont pay to see u play it, ya boyfriend irrelevant so is the relationship/ Never on no sucka shit who you think you fuckin wit/ Ain't a piece of ass on the planet I be pressed to hit/ Lookin for a Cape behind my back "tahuuh" guess again/ miss me wit the bougie shit you sponsored by the government/ been talkin to this one chick preety and she lightskin/ str8 up outta Te-xas but her name ain't Alexis/ Diggin her aggression mouth super reckless/ Cuss a nigga out in every other text message/ And I love her cuz she got her own, Neyo/ get it by herself she a watin for a hero/ is She for the streets naw internet beefs naw/ Coulda been a plug why shorty additude raw/ give it to me str8 aint no lyin to my face, only single by choice movin at her own pace/ want somebody on her level not a nigga in the way/ tryna build a empire even Luscious couldnt take/ So I'm finna make a play, that pressure on the way/ Temptation with the Fruit Eve couldn't turn away/ get Entangled in the garden with the wisdom of the snake/ She a ram I'm the Goat we was never sposed to mate/
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