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Imagine posting on your page for me to see and I never do imagine being in competition with a that never lose
You never * on me, too. I put my foot on that gas that's way overdue
I don't never land because I stay fly
I got you that's what I heard through the grapevine
They don't like me that don't be can you say why?
I got you
Look at me stepping on a man. I'm in his chest. Oh, no pressure
Can you get in the field and get up off the net?
I understand that I'm left and I offend a few and I'm on my time make a bag and not the spinning tool
This is not a echo really that I'm not pretending to you start with me and I'm down to finish you. That's the end of you
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