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I Video
by  APXO



Performed By: APXO
Language: English
Length: 2:50
Written by: Anthony Pounder




APXO - I Lyrics
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She just wanna call but you changing how feel
Lies made her fall and that wasn't in the deal
Spies on the call make you think the gram is real
For real
Please don't sell your soul for the meal
Only for the king she gonna bow down with a neal
She always pull a ten and you think she broke the seal
Drugs in my system got me losing what I feel
For real
I can't really tell em what I feel
Judge me on my looks cause I got sex appeal
Everything I got I bought I never had to steal
Way too many bodies but I got no time to kill
Leave me with poppies when I die I'm staying real
Only true stories I expose in the reel
Only im on maury when they tryna steal a meal
Losing half my life as im praying for a appeal
Poking out they eyes as I'm heading for the hills
Heart keep on bumping as Im here standing still
Grip steel
Looks kill
Muthaf*cka im real
They want me to sign
But the sign say peel
I roll out in a 4 wheel
I'm rich as f*ck I got no deal
I'm big as f*ck I need more steel
Holding up the window like a sill
You can't swallow me I ain't a pill
Keep my cap in a jar like a dill
Still
Still
Still I flex on em
Still
Still
Still I flex on em
Had to go ahead and put a cheque on em
Azar in New York I put the nets on em
Even at the fork I never slept on em
You Ain't f*cking with the cops im a bet on em
Vegan with a slaughter gang
Shoutout to the daughters man
One time for the Father's man
I'm just a mortal man
Vegan with a slaughter gang
Shoutout to the daughters man
One time for the Father's man
I'm just a mortal man!
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English

She just wanna call but you changing how feel
Lies made her fall and that wasn't in the deal
Spies on the call make you think the gram is real
For real
Please don't sell your soul for the meal
Only for the king she gonna bow down with a neal
She always pull a ten and you think she broke the seal
Drugs in my system got me losing what I feel
For real
I can't really tell em what I feel
Judge me on my looks cause I got sex appeal
Everything I got I bought I never had to steal
Way too many bodies but I got no time to kill
Leave me with poppies when I die I'm staying real
Only true stories I expose in the reel
Only im on maury when they tryna steal a meal
Losing half my life as im praying for a appeal
Poking out they eyes as I'm heading for the hills
Heart keep on bumping as Im here standing still
Grip steel
Looks kill
Muthaf*cka im real
They want me to sign
But the sign say peel
I roll out in a 4 wheel
I'm rich as f*ck I got no deal
I'm big as f*ck I need more steel
Holding up the window like a sill
You can't swallow me I ain't a pill
Keep my cap in a jar like a dill
Still
Still
Still I flex on em
Still
Still
Still I flex on em
Had to go ahead and put a cheque on em
Azar in New York I put the nets on em
Even at the fork I never slept on em
You Ain't f*cking with the cops im a bet on em
Vegan with a slaughter gang
Shoutout to the daughters man
One time for the Father's man
I'm just a mortal man
Vegan with a slaughter gang
Shoutout to the daughters man
One time for the Father's man
I'm just a mortal man!
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Writer: Anthony Pounder
Copyright: Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), O/B/O DistroKid

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