Justin Stone - AYE AYE AYE Lyrkit'te

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AYE AYE AYE

AYE AYE AYE

Tryna deal with all my trauma
Wanting something, bottom dollar
Tell that chick I gotta grieve
You don't like it? You can't
Am I worried 'bout it? Nada
Do the things I know I gotta
I ain't phony, just get caught up in the
In the waves
Swear she feel me but she can't even f-feel her face
Cold like Minnesota, might hit LA for a change
Malibu in the i8
Driving, I right tell my brodie "up the bass"
I can't stay

Y'all ain't ready, I'm back
Whole damn city my map
Hollywood, put it on black, aye aye aye
I can't look at the tag
All of my critics get mad
Making a milly off rap, aye aye aye
Y'all ain't ready, I'm back
Whole damn city my map
Hollywood, put it on black, aye aye aye
I can't look at the tag
All of my critics get mad
Making a milly off rap, aye aye aye

Tryna deal with all my trauma
Wanting something, bottom dollar
Tell that chick I gotta
Am I worried 'bout it? Nada
Do the things I know I gotta
I ain't phony, just get caught up in the

Y'all ain't ready, I'm back
Whole damn city my map
Hollywood, put it on black, aye aye aye
I can't look at the tag
All of my critics get mad
Making a milly off rap, aye aye aye

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