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Holy Swagger by Timothy

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Holy Swagger

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She love me not
I don’t need her to Still got sins I’d feed into
Pull up ghosts like peek-a-boo Eyes red, weed, and dirty juice
I’m in a cold world, got hot hands She don’t love me — that’s God’s plan
Still I bend her like a kickstand Told her, ‎don’t text, just wristband
Yeah, I’m off grid like a war vet Black heart, never show regret
They want my soul? — they ain’t stole it yet
I’m pressure, baby, don’t fuck round
Demons dance when I’m alone Still ain’t broke, just broke the phone
She post thirst traps, I set the tone I’m deep cut like Game of Thrones
Still slide in like DM’s clothes My opps act real, but they be clones
Talk out, but they don’t pick up phones Only thing they preach is loans
I got ghosts in Gucci frames Lost with lames, then say I changed
I want loyalty, not fame She want smoke, I gave her flame
Mine ain’t ring like hunger pangs I win even when it rains
She love the chain, but not my brain It’s cool, I’m numb, I feel no shame
In a cold world, with hot hands She don’t love me, that’s God’s plan
Still I bend her like a kickstand Told her don’t text, just wristband
Yeah, I’m off grid like a war vet Black heart, never show regret
They want my soul? — they ain’t stole it yet
I’m pressure, baby, don’t forget
I don’t chase, I set the trap I don’t fold, I bend the map
Yeah, she mad, but bending back I do damage, sip cognac
Tap my sins on platinum plex I’m that villain dressed in black
Kiss her once, she won’t go back I’ll break hearts, don’t fix the cracks
Ten toes down, no parachute Harder life, still no excuse
She call me God, I tell the truth If you knew my past, you’d flinch too
Still in bloom, but love felt dead That’s why I keep checks under my bed
Her last man weak, I kill instead With bars so hard, they break your head
This ain’t rap, this soul on fire This that make your heart retire
This that late night lit with liars This that bar that cut like wire
This that bar that cut like wire
In a cold world, but hot hands She don’t love me, that’s God’s plan
Still I bend her like a kickstand Told her don’t text, just wristband
Yeah, I’m off grid like a war vet Black heart, never show regret
On my soul, they ain’t stole it yet
I’m pressure, baby, don’t fuck around
I’m pressure, baby, don’t fuck around
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