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I don't need fake love when I can create love
 Pussy and pay stubs
 The reason I wake up
 Pushing up on me this late to fuck me is dangerous
 You know where I stay bruh
 You know what this stain from
 You know how to play dumb but I know the brain dumb
 I know impatience is some niggas pay for
 As long as we stay friends we can't ever break up
 It's easy to make up with people you make cum
 I don't trust no woman as much as my own mama
 I get my glow from her, my niggas get smoke from her
 She told me don't come to her door with no hoe drama
 If you don't make money or grow from her you don't want her
 Nigga stay woke or they gon' come up from your slumber
 The city where everyone knows someone that knows someone
 Then get some money and act like they don't know no one
 Can't even blame them the way this gets cold blooded
 30 degrees, 30 degrees
 30s with beams, told 'em to freeze
 Don't gotta lie, say what you mean
 Keep it a bean, keep it a bean...
 30 degrees, 30 degrees
 Turn up the heat, turn it to steam
 Curry on me, 30 degrees
 Curry on me, 30 degrees
 How the hell you tell me you want more time?
 Time the only thing that I don't want flying
 Naked it in the park with the car doors wide
 To only let the Angels and God see
 Only let the moon and the stars see
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 I'on need fake love when I can create love
 The angelic stray pup, better than caged up
 I know how you get down so I never gave up
 Now you just get down whenever I can't come
 Choosing to fuck with you conflict with my trust issues
 Choosing to jump with you could mean that I'm stuck with you
 Or that you stuck with me to keep it a buck with you
 I'd choose loving you over being in love with you...
 I don't trust no women as much as my own mama
 When my granny died it felt like I had no mama
 Niggas was so young, I ain't even know I was affected
 When women showed me affection I closed up and rejected
 I tried to fill...
 The holes up with the sex
 And I lied to feel
 Like I was really connected
 My heart is real
 Deprived and disconnected
 But I can chill beside you for a second...
 30 degrees, 30 degrees
 30s with beams, told 'em to freeze
 Don't gotta lie, say what you mean
 Keep it a bean, keep it a bean...
 30 degrees, 30 degrees
 Turn up the heat, turn it to steam
 Curry on me, 30 degrees
 Curry on me, 30 degrees
 How the hell you tell me you want more time?
 Time the only thing that I don't want flying
 Naked it in the park with the car doors wide
 To only let the Angels and God see
 Only let the moon and the stars see
 

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Duration
04:03
Key
5
Tempo
85 BPM

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