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I really can style your bitch, I turn her 8 to 10 Ayy, I treat my glasses like my cup, I darken the lens My name on the palette, she ain't f*ck me, it is what it is Hot code, she in the box with my clothes I'm a lover boy, my heart open Smoking his idea, she a smoker Showing her love made me notice At the end, they always say f*ck you Cause it ain't that well enough Gotta put more heart on the shelf I love myself, so you gotta come a little harder Back in the day, I had a yarder As an adult, dealers for dollars Pretty girls probably ruined my life Only mistake I probably made twice Pray that shit gon' boost my high You ain't never seen it, get this fly Ayy, can I just talk to y'all for a second If y'all ain't late, should not be lost I gotta protect this shit for y'all I pour out all my feelings in dollars You know me in real life, I don't talk I stole my story, I made it up I rock black, I'm black, we gon' relate To grunge, it's f*ck the world I love myself more than life itself I ain't always felt like this When the dark days come And the love don't show I've made songs like this I upgraded myself I'm so proud of myself I ain't never seen life like this Say you're proud of yourself You upgraded yourself You ain't never seen life like this One love ago, I think that shit somewhere in the wind I really can style your bitch, I'll turn the age up ten I'll treat my guys just like my cup, I'll darken the lens One day, one problem, say, f*ck me, it is what it is