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Push the issue

It’s always what I say, It boils down to what I sow. get me off speaker tweaking out my destiny, they trying to know. Push the issue we ain’t cuff, You got me pushing all this dope, Popping out at the mouth, My pockets chunky, tweaking hold your tone. Crazy, feeling lazy, Wish for me to crash out. Busy bone switch after our freaking history, Like we was back in school. You needed someone to get over me I did it on my own. Cut me off, you think I’ll bleed it out? I’ll turn you to a song.

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