Fb Marlo - Cuffin & Dealin

No loving pain up on the track do you feel me
No Ino wanna talk sexual healing
Bossed up his life got in my bag get Out yo feelins
Oay sneaky link don't do no cuffin an No dealings
Run it up
Stay w my strap w let em kill mi
Can't be my nigga if you ain't w mi you against mi
Top shotta genuine stepper tru don dada look what you did
Pain turn em to monster
I'm racing to the riches like jimmy Johnson
10 thousand cash keep flexin w ya lil Stimmy Na son
Gotta keep my pants Up cuz I'm still my granny grandson
Bitches stop an stare like damn girl he so handsome
But still won't fuck nun of you hoes Without a condom
Tru born Sinner
Is there heaven for a real one
Drugs they numb the pain swear I Don't feel nun
No loving pain up on the track do you feel me
Do Ino wanna talk sexual healing
Bossed up his life got in my bag get out yo feelins
Say sneaky link don't do no cuffin an no dealings
Go check the stats cuh my nigga
Now we winning make that yungeen Stay out the way
Cuz he gifted now My name holding weight like he Work at planet fitness
Waiting on him to blow cuz he's the Family meal ticket
Spent a ban on my dental I jus left From out the dentist
I know my time Coming cuh I feel near mi
If the shoe fit go ahead wear
Said it out loud don't give a fuck who heard this
You niggas move like bitches see it clearly
An bitches showing fake love don't round mi
Thug life young nigga keep it grounded
No loving pain up on the track do you feel me
No Ino wanna talk sexual healing
Bossed up his life got in my bag get out yo feelins
Say sneaky link don't do no cuffin an no dealings

Written by:
Marlon Creary

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