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Once upon a time I put a hoe to sleep
Y-at the end J-O-R-D got fam at the bottom of
The west palm beach
Ima press you like a panini and put it in my pocket
And I'm pulling you out like a phone, mango is
Bad to the bone
You is now an example got the problem, better
Stay hidden like you was adonis
I promise you don't wanna get up in my hindsight best
Speak the fuck outta my chest with the bullet proof vest on, you already know I'm next
Came back from the island with the green on green
In my carry on, luggage i was too fucked up
But it's all good cus bitch I'm a legend in the making
Won't text back i need my space and
Can't relax I'm a mental patient

How low could a sucker be
What if i make it big, will hoes sing me
Symphonies
I bought that brooklyn bitch, a loose diamond tiffanys, another one I like that girl
She's not the one for me, she's not the one for me

Um summon up another bailer bond,
Chillin what the muddy brother want
I don't want no wanton, heard my song
I'm about to put you mother fuckers on

How low could a sucker be
What if i make it big, will hoes sing me
Symphonies
I bought that brooklyn bitch, a loose diamond tiffanys, another one I like that girl
She's not the one for me, she's not the one for me

All night see the demons write
Take a left, take a left no humans in sight
And this is theft, but I'm the one who made the uh-
This is theft but I'm the one who made decision like
Nothin left to lose, i sign the page lucifers night
He burns it up tho time is up, will i get free finesse and fuck you,
Jesus take my life



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Writer(s): Jordy Cortez
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