Smell, like genius, that's my Elon Musk 10 o'clock, NSW, I'm being patient with my buzz yeah, you can't rock with us. I can't rock fitters. I don't cat put em. Furthermore, I see fake on em the ice look fake on them. The flow I got to drag on them. Don't follow me! I don't want my cheese money, be the villain, I'm still goblin on my game.
They're like yeah, lock, you like a beaver, yellow fellow. He didn't need. They just won't get closer to me getting colder to me. You ain't! No one of me. They won't be over my team way to caution.
We too so but they're leaving 10 o'clock feeding for the a check, pray that don't bounce. I got me a plot to go and cut my mother's house. I got too much on my plate to look you up and down. Furthermore, I got booted out to school. You shoot it off an ounce and a few months to see I'm on my they just won't get closer to me getting colder to me.
You ain't, no one genius, that's my Elon Musk 10 o'clock, NSW and being patient with my buzz. Furthermore, you said I'd do this on purpose and I ain't had to pay for my dream or your tears. Because it ain't worth it and I ain't had to cut off a single person and I ain't had to go ahead and be this burden cause. If I stayed inside our office, that'd be all you'd ever wanted. Just knowing I had safety cause those people all got it to be honest, that life has the same amount of problems, not to mention I'm just worth more than working for a boss and that's the truth.
Because I've been shifting paradigms. Since a youth and I've been slaving on my while they were skipping school, I swear to go switch up more times than they moved. I'm sorry that it's selfish, but it's what I got to do in these days, all the pressure taking hold of me you all clenched, looking like a Morris knowing there'd be more to me, but somehow I be mortified writing on my wrong. So I'm always having more to write. I know what it takes.
I know what it okay lately I belong asking what it's all for wintertime. They be bagging hoes like it's a dance sport I can at my age and maybe go and just relax more, but it'd be dumb to question everything I asked for and now we finally going to do this big and I can have no girl go blaming on the way that I live, maybe because I'm isolated, this one's stuck in my head. She ain't no thought, but it could just be how the memory is. I still remember the hips and I ain't mean to waste time reminiscing, and this is all that I get cause. We the best thing that ain't come to exist that was corny, but that had to be said.
Is she my brown hair, blue eye chick, and she doesn't wanna ain't know I get fought the punchline. She is why I broke my fist from punching walls and cause that regressive? Are we not talking? So I guess I'll go and tell her with this is huh. Do do so? You.
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