i got dreams manifesting i just gotta pull the leverage baby girl on my mind giving me visions baby girl on my mind giving me visions got me on my grind i remember them days no one would pay no visits they wanna call me out now that im ina lift of spirits people wanna come and hear my writtens ive been smithing with the slithering snakes dancing with the flutes baked stash the money in the duffle ruin ya day like some sneakers ina puddle heres a snickers if you grumpy they wanna label me say ive fallen like humpty dumpty ima just tryna live my life humbly if you gotta problem with me concussion stain em it wont be a blessing i dont wanna mislead you baby girl you been on my mind its a swirl i wanna give you the world but you stopping me from enabling you help i dont know what you want from me its obisolviy someone else i just want you in my arms wraped in my dick what else i could write you a poem but i reflect on it and everything i say and it means nothing so im lost and stumped wishing i could just hump spark up this trunk lets get lifted huh you gotta husband who gives you problems well come here hun ill treat you right then that son of a bastard im the son of the gun son of the sun god of gods king of kings thats wht they look up to me
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man, how cool does that sound! goosebumps in my soul from listening, the melody makes its way to the soul, keep up the good work
vercetti thinkin' about some shit. wonderful work kejzi.
lol thank you 🙏
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i got dreams manifesting
i just gotta pull the leverage
baby girl on my mind
giving me visions
baby girl on my mind
giving me visions
got me on my grind
i remember them days no one would pay no visits
they wanna call me out now that im ina lift of spirits
people wanna come and hear my writtens
ive been smithing with the slithering snakes
dancing with the flutes baked
stash the money in the duffle
ruin ya day like some sneakers ina puddle
heres a snickers if you grumpy
they wanna label me
say ive fallen like humpty dumpty
ima just tryna live my life humbly
if you gotta problem with me
concussion stain em
it wont be a blessing
i dont wanna mislead
you baby girl
you been on my mind
its a swirl
i wanna give you the world
but you stopping me from
enabling you help
i dont know what you want from me
its obisolviy someone else
i just want you in my arms
wraped in my dick
what else
i could write you a poem
but i reflect on it
and everything i say
and it means nothing
so im lost and stumped
wishing i could just hump
spark up this trunk
lets get lifted huh
you gotta husband who gives you problems
well come here hun
ill treat you right
then that son of a bastard
im the son of the gun
son of the sun
god of gods
king of kings
thats wht they look up to me
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