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[verse 1]
she like the way i sweet talk
gucci made another line, i gotta restock
i got all the keys, i got the game on the padlock
b*tch, i’m lit like a lighter with a matchbox (yeah, i’m lit)
porsche 6, make her watch me sleepwalk
rather die than let somebody make my chain pop
my young boy never hesitate to slap, he got sh*llshocked
girl, i’ll do a lot for you but i cannot commit
i been doin’ lots of things wrong, i must admit
i’m from the trap, i do a secret knock when i come in
i ain’t had to rob n0body, i’ll still hit a l!ck
keep my beats all for myself, no, i do not submit
i heard that my ex be salty, hopin’ that i quit
but i won’t stop, no
dodge a thot ho
bentley dodgin’ potholes
need the money pr*nto

[refrain]
i can’t go back to the basics
smokin’ in my sp*ceship
runnin’ outta patience
k!llers on a grave shift
get the bag and i split
sometimes, i get to feelin’ overwhelmed with this sh*t

[chorus]
you just read my mind (you read my mind), yeah
girl, i need to unwind (i need to unwind), yeah
she said we should do this all the time, yeah (all the time)
i got a lot of things on my mind (on my mind), yeah
you just read my mind (you read my mind), yeah
girl, i need to unwind (i need to unwind), yeah
she said we should do this all the time, yeah (all the time)
i got a lot of things on my mind (on my mind), yeah

[verse 2]
i heard about the sh*t they said they did to me (what?)
fl!cked my roaches in they face, they can’t get rid of me
that boy in there like ned flanders, he don’t know diddly
got a brown skin b*tch from sicily, i know that’s italy
cash took a brown boy straight out the block, b*tch
make home boys turn from workers into bosses
don’t know where my fit is from, don’t know what it costed
you see me drippin’, my whole closet full of sauces
when you come off the strip, it’s hard to stay legit
they sayin’ that ain’t this, but i’m still with the sh*t
i know she love me ’cause i’m next
my house, so she respect
i could tell her p*ssy wet
devil emoji on my neck

[refrain]
i can’t go back to the basics
smokin’ in my sp*ceship
runnin’ outta patience
k!llers on a grave shift
get the bag and i split
sometimes, i get to feelin’ overwhelmed with this sh*t

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