“4 Am on Marz Interlude” by Karlos Slimm

CREATED IN CLEVELAND

Here my ace, where my phone, she's here my ace
When I know, when I know, soon, ah, yeah
Where my phone, here my ace, I told her hurry
When you at your's in my place, ain't no ace
When she get high, got what you want
Know you chased this your whole life, yeah
Just to the west side, run from the gray skies
Ain't gonna waste time, so don't miss the facetime
It's not a new scenе, D&D if your phone ring D&D how you blow me, ain't a shape but watch thеm rosebleeds
On the run, they woo up through the west side
Heard too many times, she can't love no more I'm no good for you, you said that last time
I don't keep it, call me though, I'm no schmooze
Espionage, Espionage Espionage, Espionage
Chop it up, that's katana Light it up, marijuana
Psyche, ah, know you wanna lock it
Ah, keep it comin' Afro-digiac, I keep you high
Nice view from the back, girl, when you right
I'm makin' these moves through the late nights
Just give me the word and I'll go slide
I'm gon' slide like
On the run, they woo up through the west side
Heard too many times, she can't love no more
I'm no good for you, you said that last time
I don't keep it, call me though, I'm no schmooze
Espionage, Espionage Espionage, Espionage
Oh, fuck you, you can't even sing Yeah, just sing or something, get some pussy