COVER UP

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My torture chamber's stunning, i use depravities
Nothing but the cover-up, insecure inequalities
U cover every bare
Season opener, finna be there
You better cover your ears
And wrote my flows with your blood smears
I’m young and wild and i charm our loving mother
Smothered in the wonder of how she'll cover
Yer well thats a cover up
It's cool cause the radio don't do much
Shade doesn’t matter, heart makes the lover
about to make banga boy take cover
My wrist is all red from the cutter
You look so shy, but it’s all a cover
 
If i dont trust it i disobey, thats how you separate the real from the fake
But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choiice to make
It hurts but you know i dont care,
O.g. nikes, my shoes so rare
I recommend you trust no one.
So now she spreading rumours
Amen, thats what i trust
Attention is a must
The whole block know who i roll with too
Dont trust the paigons they'll promise you
I trust nothing,
What, what ... project what
Whether it's a beat or a scam
You dont know who i am
Ain’t nobody mess with my clique
I dont know about you but you make me sing

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FIREBOY
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