iNTRO 2 MY SESSiONS

Mr.Evil-Doer when my feelings misconstrued

Tell me take the high road something i got use to doing

Dumpin down on **** when we spinnin or they hot pursuin

Blowin in the wind

Yeah i bet that choppa lose em

Long as i keep heart and motion

Aint no fuckin losing

Probably did waste some time cause bitches be some fuckin losers

Sick from validation that they get

From fuckin on computers

Slowin down her mental and shit

She don't use her fuckin noodle

Profoundly slurp a young **** up

Cause all she eat is noodles

Thats Wild

I walk by no lie

She had passion in eyes

With some really nice lips

She spectacularly with lies

She a really bad bitch

Lotta action in her thighs

Then she turn dat ass around

I'm from the south its no surprised

Okay

Now lets get it motion

I dont do much approach

I heard them dms be out

No cap I hit last week

She left the patio open

We just do this shit in public

Cause i know that she going

Aww man

Can't let happen again

Start off wit no strings attached

Then got tangled in ends

Cause we coolin as friends

Then she wanna let me fuck

& I hit so good it fuck up her head

Hit a shift in dynamic

Now she going and painc

Now my heart is in my hand

Tryna to erase the damage

Its go

Chill out

Pop out

Bitch this a sneaky link

Now she say its hard being sneaky

When the D aint weak

Chill out

Pop out

Bitch this a sneaky link

Now she say its hard being sneaky

When the D aint weak

This shit is O'maze

I aint call my mama once when i was in my hoe phase

Nowadays when we talk I be lyin bout the low days

I be lying bout my...

Yeah this shit O'maze

Smoking on a backwood tryna get rid of the heartbreak

Couple bitches let me down now thats foreplay

Gotta know them hoes outside now thats whore-way

Bitch you use sip OE now theres no way

All i got is paper and pain need a P to fund the rap

If I ever said I love you them shit be fuckin facts

Only had it once in return probably never get it back

Yeah Ima mess

Pockets straight so I gotta count my bless

**** let me do whatever

They don't know the stress

I be tryna play my hand then they shufflin the deck

I miss back when Rae was keeping me in check

Cause when I got to tweakin I say shit wit no respect

I- Can't find the love that I lack

& I be hittin all these hoes

& they wont get a text back

I use to care bout bitches needs

& i aint get no care back

& they gone say that i changed im just happy wit that

Last time I said poor me was cause I put up wit that

I really put up with that

& I really hate to lose ya but I should've

Told you that mama raised a shooter