April

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Starboy Riri
If the truth shall kill them, let them die
Nigga let em die
I never let the same snake bite me twice
Bite me twice

Can't Be my vice, don't need your advice
Friend of mine, Kelly Price
Nigga what's the price
I'm not tryna be nice
I don't fuck with a mice
Just like you had your slice

Became a master piece while I try to master peace
In the whole apartment I got the master keys
Wish the money start coming with a faster speed
When she gave her soul to me had to wash her sins
Had to watch her scenes?
Like what we doing after this?
When she set her eyes on me that's a handsome piece
When you try to send a message, it's like answer please
He remember that I got it then the laughter seized

Don't wanna share my vision with the blind people
Need a new city, so I can find people, my people
Who this nigga? I have to remind people

I'm not interested in your ho story I know the whole story
Got my own story, checking her story, i'm making history

Niggas still dwelling on they old glory
Yeah I ran out of Spice, imma need a new curry
I'm not sorry, mama told me not to worry
It's getting boring

Imma get a lil cocky
Another bad bitch, another topic
I'm the real deal you cannot copy
Don't nobody try to stop me
Black on white, photocopy
Steady topping, steady dropping
When they try to turn they back it don't be shocking
I'm the fucking truth not a false prophet
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In maxima maximizing, Percentages minimising I'm inciting
Pushing weights got me exercising
Fuck with me, free advertising
I'm a plug I don't need a plug, I'm mesmerising
Gallivanting, like I run this, I run this
Beat I'm doing justice, in my office
I'm a pro now, not a novice
Doing backflips in your province

Listened to the silence and it told me the truth
When I feel a typa way, imma get in the booth
Tell you the truth
All of this I really foreshadowed
Brighter the light, darker the shadow
I'm the one you should follow
Wish you wasn't so shallow
I still roll will tobacco
High Way to heaven, way I wish it wasn't so narrow
No elevators, not on my level
1 of 1, I'm not talking 11

Your plus one that's a 12, boy I'm off the shelf
By their seeds, they know themselves
Fuck it I do it myself, I be turning deaf ears
Still need my help
Fuck a step, took a leap, did the same, lost himself
(Damn! This nigga lost it)
Had the keys to the doors, he don tossed it
When it comes to painting lines, I done crossed it

Listen! what's the tea? you know I don crossed it
Can't have me exhausted, mosh pit!
In the top floor shit! way too fly, falling from heaven
Listen to sound, heard the drum rolls
Yeah I know the fucking Fams I don't fuck with the Bros
I'm Hellbent on my goals, don't need act to play role
Still following the scrolls
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