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Trippie Redd

Saint Michael Myers

 

Saint Michael Myers

(album: Saint Michael - 2023)


Every time somebody didn't get me
I wouldn't need this hustle, man
But, damn, I love this hustle
You don't have to understand
Please let me be, please let me be misunderstood, oh

You can get hurt for real (For real), you can get murked for real (For real)
Put on a shirt for real (For real), put in the dirt for real (For real)
I like to lurk for real (For real), I'm high off this Earth for real (Yeah), pop me a perc' for real (Yeah)

When I see you in your zone, I love your moan, I love your groan
We know I love your tone, I love my hoe, don't check my phone
Right now, I'll let you know, need your love, I'll let you know
You gotta let me know, I can't let go, I can't let go
I got that bag for real (For real)
Hop out that Jag' for real (For real), keep me a mag' for real (For real)
Talk down, I might spaz for real (For real), you can get smacked for real (For real)
You know about that for real (For real), I'ma turn you to pack for real (For real, gah)
And you know that I stick to the code, tired of living in black mold
DruggerDrugger, I put this shit on, lil' shawty, she bad to the bone
Play with gang and we getting you gone, pulling up in the Lambo' like, "Vroom,"
That boy trash, go get you a broom, if he talk I'ma put him in tombs
Put a pussy in a tomb, uh
Put a pussy in a tomb, get that boy out his groove (Groove)
Send that boy to the moon (Moon)
Ain't got no fucking time
I'm on your fucking mind, you his or mine? Bae, choose a side (Yeah)
I'm on a misty eye, down your spine but don't reply
I hope you see the light, them choppas sound like angel's cry (Cry)
Right now, bae, sing this song, I fuck you long and love you long (Yeah)
Like this your favorite song, when this come on, you lose your dome (Yeah)
Right now, we smoking strong we living large, foreign cars
I look into your eyes and see the stars from your heart (From your heart, ah)

You can get hurt for real (For real), you can get murked for real (For real)
Put on a shirt for real (For real), put in the dirt for real (For real)
I like to lurk for real (For real), I'm high off this Earth for real (For real, ah), pop me a perc' for real (For real)

Woo-hoo
Uh (Yeah)

done

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