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Butterflies flutter on the tip of my tongue [?] got twists, now he dreading the one Now I gotta go and hit the 7/10 All cause the homies fell in love with the pins and funds Spare me all the emotional junk Garbage in the bowl, kinda gutted me up Lane swerve, knock all the junk out the trunk A bunch of the bunch turned to handfuls of the runts Small fishes (swim, swim) If you can't float, it's fin All of my dawgs get in All of my rats pay rent That's why all the chees blue tint That's stinky stank face Only got one wish like Ray J Herbs or whatever shordie put in my face That's puffin on lavender But my roots ain't having that Dread head, splitting ends, couple said he done with em Head scratcher, lost a pack of bands just tryna be in here Five star service, kinda nervous what you seen in em Wig splitting, better living, baby what you should've been Dread head, splitting ends, couple said he done with em Head scratcher, lost a pack of bands just tryna be in here Five star service, kinda nervous what you seen in em Letras de cancionesWig splitting, better living, baby what you should've been (should've been, should've been) I pray and I pray for someone to be found (Ooo, ohh) And the ocean tells me that it's bad faith to fall to my knees for somebody like you (Ohh) Somebody like you (oohh) And I find myself falling again Find myself falling again Imagine we ain't break it off Imagine we ain't shake it up Imagine that we take a sec to pray that our part even Conditioned to leavin' It's dry, prolly blame it on the season I mean, word to my split ends Word to me dreadlocks, waking up early Some days I wish that my hair wasn't curly Some days I wish that the follicles fall of spiralin', twirlin' Bonnets ain't girly You ever seen a [?] in a scrunchie You ever seen a [?] start punchin' He out weighed out class bless rang so now we Getting rowdy at the function Smell tree getting louder in the function See she in the corner of the function Said please can I get an introduction I mean, I been using tea tree for the roots 'member used to cut with double deuce 'member when the hairline slanted crooked Lucky for me non wasn't looking Mama started fading it Man, I thought I hated it Then she started crying like Sorry bout it mama Now I'm independent And I never cut it Cause I couldn't cut it Now I'm feeling like I'm Sampson (Like why, why don't you just cut it) And now my locs they blind me from the truth They cover my eyes, they cover my eyes for you And now it feels a cut is overdue The longer it grows, the longer my love for you I ain't the man that I fear no more I don't let my past disappear no more All i do is pall all my peers on the road and they know They don't even cry tears no more And you ain't even gotta lend an ear no more Cause no I won't cut it No you won't love it Two strands from the same cloth From the same home Man this where my split ends I love my split ends I love my split ends From Letras Mania