IL Vero

Im the realest
Calculator, I Run up digits
Fine ass Bitch
She on on my hit list
I got em all but don't pop pills, I ain't too fan
I sip my lean, live in a dream
Because its not real, well it's too bad
You left me, I gotta act like it but I ain't too sad
Because later On I'll be able to say that I was chill & Didn't do bad
I gaslight on a long term, Im a vilain I ain't Tupac

I'd introduce to MM
But you'd think its too whack
It's cuz the way it leaves your eyes
Thats why It's called the room Black
Ain't no way I'll meet you right
But leader took it Pers
So don't be stuck but you might always wanna look back



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Writer(s): Alex Frenette
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