Dark, by Red

Who this nigga think he is? Aubrey Drake?
On this outro, like why niggas is really fake?
Oh you need cash flow?
You don’t need no bitch giving face?
I can’t be mad tho man

...cause that shit is fire

He was a fatso
Still hitting bitches in the back of a volvo
But he don’t like to relapsing about his past
He evolved tho
He was doing xanax in the class
That’s if he wasn’t skipping math
And now his mama getting mad

Vic hit that marlboro

Night white bitches geeking out the ass
Because hes in a collared shirt
He’s a fuckin dapper dad
Man niggas pussies it’s sad
They hated him but be glad
That you listening to the hardest tape you ever had

He’s the best ever
Eli is so clever
All these pussy niggas and these bitches still so jealous
Way he rapping think u listening to pro era
Now they want a piece of da kid like goodfellas

And he wouldn’t mind accruing funds
And for his fucking town he represent they can’t admit intended puns

Um,

Heavy sneak disses from the bitches he made cum
And niggas swearing that they killing in they shit or just for fun

This is, just the town we from it's fried
And people scared to risk it, so they hate themselves inside
And yeah its gon be hard to change that shit, he just might
Or it’s rest in piece that’s if they kill him in his prime

But, that was your bad!

Cause how could you have passed up on him?
He just take these records dawg he gas up on em
Cold like the ghost of christmas past up on em
Surprised nobody ever put your ass up on em

Oh they did bro, fuck niggas ignored that
He steady wondering where the fuckin whores at?
He want a porshe, 4 doors, and dior racks
And a baddie to walk on her feelings like a door mat

You know he love the sarah jessica’s to break their hearts
I swear bro it’s lust and love can’t tell it apart

But if you fuck with us or fuck with the art
Or fuck with love and rené descartes
This for you
This for you

Now he’s doing his own shit, wasn’t intended to
This is the process of finding out whats meant for you
And niggas still gon find a way to hate, you should expect them to

Bars

And this goes out to everyone of y’all,
And all the lame bitches riding dick for an applaud,
That used to ride the pretty boy dick fuck i’m appalled
That u have the audacity to share some fuckin thoughts

Stupid broad

I really think u lost up in the sauce and,
Rap niggas really got him hot and full charged just,
Haven’t met one hard as him thus far

How a fat ugly nigga flow so gorgeous my god…

First of all i don’t really care about the hype,
Cause i still feel like i’m drowning on the ocean floor

I just wanna be with her tonight
Or, i just wanna be something she hoping for

Stop, and try to come to grips with me
And split this swisher open hopefully we open more

I just wanna be something you hoping for

Hoping for

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