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(Chorus) – Gatsby
Seductive sounds of the women that I’m sleeping with
And huge shout out to the women that be keepin’ shit
From they husbands, swear they’d never make a peep n’ shit
While you’re at it, you don’t judge me on this evil shit
I make demands, I don’t ask, there’s no need for this
That’s why investors try to put me on they demon ish
Got me addicted to your love, now I’m fhenein’ bitch
Placed me right up in the fam, now my seamen rich
(Verse 1) – Michael Rothschild
Would you think that I’m the man, and would you still fuck me?
And baby if I left my soul, would you still hug me?
What If I didn’t give you shine, would you still bug me?
Please tell me.. That you want me more than the lord love me
It can’t be, yes it can G, you da man, see
I never had a motherfucker stand beside me
My mom gone, my dad dying, no one left for me
Left me in the dark, since I was ten I asked for 3
Years on top of that so maybe I could spend some time
With the father that I never had, so feel me in these
Lines
Reminiscing on the times…
Yeah, comittin’ crimes… But I.. Just wasn’t a felon in my mind
Ayy
(Chorus) – Gatsby
Seductive sounds of the women that I’m sleeping with
And huge shout out to the women that be keepin’ shit
From they husbands, swear they’d never make a peep n’ shit
While you’re at it, you don’t judge me on this evil shit
I make demands, I don’t ask, there’s no need for this
That’s why investors try to put me on they demon ish
Got me addicted to your love, now I’m fhenein’ bitch
Placed me right up in the fam, now my seamen rich
Verse 2 – Michael Rothschild
And for the heartbroken kids of the future
Even if you getting fucked, the world’s cold like Kama Sutra
Even when the times are tough, and there’s no woman round to suit cha
Especially when there’s no boss around to walk up in and shoot ya
I’m feelin hopeless, go and fetch em half an oxy bitch
You broke as fuck, caught you sellin’ all that foxy shit
This song is all about a friend, on some poppy script
All that blood filling your mouth, my Glock left you with
I’m running the train, she touching my cock
I’m screaming in vain, she running the stock
I’m up in New York, she up on the Block
I’m back in the ocean, she on the dock
I’m Sorry Everybody
Maybe Next Time
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