wrong, I got nothing to say
I'm in a whole different zone, don't disturb me
I got too many thoughts, shit get blurry
He wanna act like he know me, that's funny
I turn a slow week into something
Wait, I ain't finished
Too much sauce, can't rinse it
I got a weird little grin when I'm winning
Beat cut off, came back different
I don't need no introduction
Whole lotta noise, no discussion
I been in my own head functioning
They keep on guessing, assumptions
tkdwn666
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