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last days - child of sp lyrics

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check, check
my flight leaves in a couple days, so
yeah
aye
man don’t talk, i just walk like qua
neighbors act tough when they not in my face
i don’t even care bout’ what the f*ck they say
they ain’t ever paid my bills, so this sh*t gone play
speaking of play, man i ball like mj
rhyme like jay, but i feel cobain
met a fine ting out in saint tropez
she addicted to the d*ck like the sh*t c*caine
i don’t save up, i like makin’ it rain
hit the club like i own the place
we just pull in an all back range
black b*tch, whitе dress, sippin on ace
spades and hеarts in my hand, so i fold

left her, but i never let go
met her in the city way back
said she wanna fly out for my shows

i might just bring her though cuz she got good head
and i f*ck with it
and she wanna bring a friend as a love gift and i’m down with it
i just gotta stop
but i don’t wanna stop
yeah, i like my nights a little wild
make her say my name like destiny’s child
how much time do we have to spend with our families? realest of love
i like to f*ck with a b*tch
then i f*ck with her friends like its never enough
uh
i still haven’t reached the top
but they still say i’m no. 1
i like money, i ain’t talk little money
talking money by the ton

you can’t handle me
can’t stand with me
don’t make your songs, can’t hang with me
lights out and i still glow heavily
win made this beat, can’t handle it
win made this beat so i k!lled it
i’m a monster, with a microphone
shootin’ every target like my cover’s blown
lemme tell you how i’ll reach the f*ckin’ throne

so 2021’s a starter kick
2022’s when i get rich
2023 is crowning season
imma take a knee and imma flip the switch
2024 i’ll win a grammy
2025, who knows?
i might just spend all the money i made from this sh*t
man, i live for this sh*t!
imma switch the bentley, turn it to a rarri
switch the rarri, turn it to a lambo
all white like it came from heaven
hocus*pocus, show me the mclaren
swervin’ down the freeway like i’m senna
man’s be fake just like a henna
paris, lisbon, london, or vienna
that is just the hardest of dillemas

you don’t even know but you been talkin’ about a motherf*cker
while i’m on the grind
i gotta win, i gotta make it over
i will not deny that
i will leave you in the gutter
imma body every beat, until you understand im coming for ya
i ain’t never seen somebody rhyme like this
specially the ones who say they rhyme like this
so if you rhyme like this
you can come see me
and i’ll teach you lil more bout how to rhyme like this
im gone

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