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the letter untitled - croweman & the ape, digit lyrics

girl i had enough
why are you hitting my phone up like n*ggas is cuffed? (nah)
straight up f*ck love
only love beer in my cup and a thick ass blunt (thick ass blunt)
spend one week and i′m done
it’s ok though girl we had a nice run
if you stick like gum and catch feelings, snip, your ass gets cut (yeah, yeah, uh)
you caught feelings, i didn′t
b*tterfingers i drop them b*tches (drop)
so don’t hit my digits, you ain’t getting no more d*ck from digit (no d*ck)
blinged out, tik tok, f*ck a ring only rocks on my wristw*tch
b*tch told me to kick it like kick box (yeah)
walking on me like flip*flops
i might just spread a girl′s knees apart and swipe on that hoe like a visa card (swipe)
ain′t cuffing no piece no i need to dart
my money longer than the freiza arc (freiza arc)
and these females trying to obstruct
i know her mood finna swing like a nun chuck
neck sick, got the flu, about to upchuck
you in the way and sh*t you got me f*cked up (digit)
y’all sayin′ carbs the king but i got the dark saber
i am a force in the ring
call me the war wager (mhmm)
i ain’t afraid of fighting
but when it comes to the source papers
i am the one who is writing the song lyrics
yeah i′ll be back with some more later
please just leave me alone (please)
you’ll never get to me i′m so cold (brrr)
sitting at home inside this house for twenty*four hours is starting to get old (so old)
pressures on, i won’t fold
same old faces and the same old places yeah
i’m getting impatient, this sh*t needs to end so i can go back to basics (basics man)
wrote this sh*t called the letter untitled (yeah)
f*ck dem b*tches now they′re all my rivals (f*ck them)
this last one wasn′t my revival (nope)
but to each one i’ve been an idol (that′s me)
i think you are all in denial (face it)
the court tried to put me on trial (prove it)
my innocence went viral (covid)
i’m the one who holds the sole title (king)
this sh*t is a mess
let′s issue a warning to all in the shed
i can’t catch a breath (nope)
lately i feel like i just need a rest
i guess this stress is just getting my best
and putting my mind to the test
give it my all and nothing no less
but when i look down and see all of this sh*t on my shoe (d*mn)
there′s some stuff just got to get off of my chest
here we go again, my friend
let’s go to my private island
on neptune, where it rains diamonds
it’s me chilling with my friend the lion
no drama allowed
can′t yell that sh*t too loud
sitting back in some clouds
it′s me, the fields, and some cows
don’t you get it by now?
i need my sp*ce so get out
need to escape the doubt
to a somber world of no sounds
take a trip to neptune (i will)
i′m never coming back (interstellar)
a world of only blue (blue)
and a box of claws that i packed (white claws)

- croweman the ape digit lyrics

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