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L to the W
- Went from L to the W, huh, huh
- You know that I'm wantin' you, yeah, yeah, uh, uh
- Ayo
- Went from L to the W, huh uh, huh uh, huh uh
- Yeah, uh, yeah, uh
- You know it's a stunnin' view, huh, huh
- No frontin' you, huh
- Rappin' on the mic, no rape, no Diddy, Cronkite
- No biggie, your personality got me rollin' up the sticky
- For fifty, take it back to the 50s when we
- Didn't support LGTBQ+, call up Winny
- 'Cause did he did me like Diddy?
- But he a rapper without the P, 2:50
- I wake up in the mornin', feelin' pretty shitty
- But shoutout to Eminem, addressin' the shit he
- Did when he was Sean and then Diddy, uh
- And honestly, you know it's tricky
- When hoes feel no pity for Nicki
- Or her husband who's a registered sex offender
- Makin' me dizzy, life so trippy
- Sure, Nicki be pretty, but she married to a man
- Whose dick was in kiddies
- For sure, though, you know I pull up to cities
- I got a Glock in my hand, and she say she busy
- Ice Spice fell off 'cause all she do is twerk
- Her lyrics suck, she don't put in work
- Thought she was the shit but she ain't
- She ain't even the fart, ain't that strange?
- Warp to new dimensions, tell me, uh, which direction?
- And I, and I, and I fuck up your perception
- Of life and Heaven, huh, didn't mention the questions
- And the lessons Smith &Wesson taught me
- In the C Section, perfection and tension
- But Kevin told Devon J was selling
- Secrets he be telling, let Hell in
- I call up Helen, forgetting that my mama be yellin'
- Yolo, dojo, fuck with me, rumors be spreadin'
- But honestly, Jay Z be Cray Z for working with Sean
- Fuck with me and I'm at yo' lawn
- My spawn be Japanese, RIP King Von
- But hon, the game be on, don't you yawn
- 'Cause it's been so long since I've had brains and the brawn
- You're wrong, I got shit like it's the bomb
- Louie Vuitton, hoes fawn
- Ova' me like I'm a coupon, you're gone
- Before dawn, the attention is drawn
- You're merely a pawn in the game of fake swans
- It's been so long since I've sang a song
- Without cuss words, but I gots to stay strong
- Fucking your mama and she gon' tag along
- Where do we belong? 'Cause sure for sure
- That we don't belong in this world, or universe
- I do you first, can we converse wit' Converse?
- And I got the choppers, I fucked your father
- Gave him STDS, he need a doctor, huh uh
- Fuck they really want? You monster, huh uh
- Mama didn't raise no goner
- Had to go be the along er
- Fucking with us like Potter
- I don't fuck with no robber
- Trippy as hell, shop at Walmart
- What they really need? It's all dark
- Mama told me, "Don't fall hard,"
- I really need an allstar, huh uh
- What they need when I'm a victim of the climber?
- And you know I'ma writer
- Lighter wit' a sniper take ya higher
- Than you been b4, forever will I hold ya tighter
- Ayyo, mo' hoes write cyphers
- Fast rhymes who light up and strike 'er
- 'Cause, ooh wee, it's time for
- The reason how all this shit backfires
- I need hoes who can be my lover
- But nope, you wanna see aw' asses suffer
- What, uh, what they talkin' 'bout?
- All I can hear is them talkin' loud
- So much cash when I call 'em out
- And you know my mama be callin' out
- "Save me from daddy's violent outbursts!"
- I never meant to out her
- I send this bitch to outer space (space) wit' no router
- Huh uh, I feel like I got no power
- Mama raised me to pick flowers
- I keep gettin' in fights and encounters
- Got pills (got pills) on my counter, huh uh
- Lil' bitch, I devour the powder
- Like it be crack cocaine, no damn baby shower
- For me or my sister, say it louder
- I'm leanin' on the counter, will never cower
- Ain't no coward, crash 'em like the towers
- Doubters are Debby downers
- But for real though, I'm like Kenneth Powerz
- Sayin' slurs for hours, hour after hour
- And ho, you so sour, so sour, so sour
- What up? Don't talk shit 'bout me, you pouter
- Got khakis like Macky, forever will I be happy
- They comin' at me and jab me with facts
- Like they can tax me
- But no, hoes cannot come at me
- But no, you know they wanna trash me
- Out me all you want, I don't care, you nasty daddy
- Made your bitch real happy
- She told me, "You better than daddy"
- And exactly, that's the point
- I do not care if you baddie
- 'Cause Maddie told me that they tryna come crap me
- They can't come at me 'cause they know
- I'm happy, uh
- Went from L to the W, huh, huh
- You know that it's fucking true, what, what
- Ayo
- Went from L to the W, huh uh, huh uh, huh uh
- Yeah, uh, yeah, uh
- You know we stuntin' too, huh uh, ayo, uh
- You know we stunnin' too, stunnin' too, hm hm hmph
- I just gotta fuck with you, fuck with you
- I ain't even done with you
- I just wan' come have fun with you
- Now I gotta run from you
- But I always come to you
- Girl, what the fuck do I want from you?
- I don't know, but it's nothing, dude
- I just wanna front with you
- I just wanna stunt with you
- No frontin' you, huh
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