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Imperfect Flower (Freestyle)

 

Imperfect Flower (Freestyle)


How do you know when you love someone?
I been crossed by many, I can't trust no-one
I keep my hand on my gun, these niggas murking for fun
Try to play around and I'm gon' bust someone
Heart so cold it be killing my vibe
I pray, that the Lord keep my niggas alive
Gotta feel it, my vibe
Go to war with my guys, yeah
God said I'm him, you better open your eyes

Wonder what they see in you, all that shit that you been through
All this pain I keep inside, you know I know when you lie
Got 'em looking up to me, wonder how I get my shit
Can't tell if they fuck with me, had to buy some sticks and shit
And I lost my bitch and shit, she was on that bitching shit
I was on my paper chase, I guess you ain't see that shit
You say that you down with me, funny I believed it though
You fucked up a happy home, worried 'bout another hoe
I rather chase a bag than chase that pussy
These hoes for everybody, when I pull up, they be looking
I ain't tryna talk with you niggas, hit my booking
Yeah I feel like Steph in that booth, I be cooking
I just sparked the OG, now my eyes low
Popping meds, they gon' tell you, "You gon' die slow"
Life's a gamble, and I'm tryna take the high road
I be eating on that pussy with my eyes closed
I know I got angels watching me, stalking me
Everyday I'm praying I'm like, "Lord please"
Send me a sign 'cause your son in need
When God call my name, they gon' remember me
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
I made me some money, but I want more
Them niggas, they try to treat me like I'm done for
But I bossed up on they bitch ass, now I'm gon' stunt more
Yeah
Yeah

How do you know when you love someone?
I been crossed by many, I can't trust no-one
I keep my hand on my gun, these niggas murking for fun
Try to play around and I'm gon' bust someone
Heart so cold it be killing my vibe
I pray, that the Lord keep my niggas alive
Gotta feel it, my vibe
Go to war with my guys, yeah
God said I'm him, you better open your eyes

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