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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
424KP
424KP
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Kyle Page
Kyle Page
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Even I can't change the past Thought I wouldn't now my face is tatted Family rich, that's a chain reaction Still it's me who gotta pay for that I'm from a city where we say it straight Not many fakes are there My only option, whatever it takes I'm nearly breaking bad I took a trip back with my boo I took a bitch back to the zoo Trying to do rich flex, how it do? Don't take my respect casual I carry enough shit already whatever ain't working I'm cutting it loose Whatever your problems girl I got the tools She want talk on the phone all alone tonight Pay me however the phone or wire Roll like a pro need a cone? I'm aight Trust me one toke you'll have your desires Groupies all just trying to moan, I'm right Angle they know is straight 45 and No one to trust be alone the price That's why my circle ain't all divided Cameras flash, pick a pose, I ain't ever lose composure Can't complain, this path I chose, who gonna win? Let's see when it's over Pick apart your competition It don't matter what position It's mostly them man out here bitching Let's hear what they told you All of my profits invest it in me I hope my brodies all resting in peace I know some brothers who resting in piss Pull up I leave, I gotta dip Thinking she right, already left She wanna chill, I wanna step out They all wanna step round me No I can't change and I ain't phased Wont take the blame if it's not my fault Try test my aim, still in my range So I'll arrange put you in a coffin In my lungs the Mary Jane, all this haze is why I'm coughing Always stepping in some Js I give myself no other option I took a trip back with my boo I took a bitch back to the zoo Trying to do rich flex, how it do? Don't take my respect casual I carry enough shit already whatever ain't working I'm cutting it loose Whatever your problems girl I got the tools She want talk on the phone all alone tonight Pay me however the phone or wire Roll like a pro need a cone? I'm aight Trust me one toke you'll have your desires Groupies all just trying to moan, I'm right Angle they know is straight 45 and No one to trust be alone the price That's why my circle ain't all divided
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