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Nature Living Over My Head

'm still looking for something Something bright far from here Way over my head I want to arrive I can't do it Way over my head It's not a wrong way

' the hoes My hair had grew long on my seven year stay And when I got it done on my shoulders it lay Hard from the joint but fly to my heart I didn't

Suckers can all come kiss the tip Of my knob when I aim I don't miss Aim it to suckers that come around jockin On my tip when on the radio my recors

Cut off a nigga head, make him suck his own dick How the game go Money over bitches and flowers over snitches Money over bitches and flowers over snitches

shit Cut off a nigga head, make him suck his own dick How the game go? Money over bitches and flowers over snitches Money over bitches and flowers over

a smile for Real talk Yo still a a**hole by nature Peep game Verse 1 (Trae) I remember comin' up able to love n***a watchin' n****z f*** over They over

no doubt about it Kissing you makes me wonder how I live without it Wanting you is as natural as natural can be Love won't get any better Finally I hold my head

) How ya want it we got it (Oh yeah) Hey Mr. Africa, this joint is headed Man, I'm glad that beef is debated I jolt the bullet quick out of the fifty-one six To hear my

back and I couldn't be the fat, greedy rat that I've been I had the power living in sin But I still can't get her words out of my head She messed me