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Starlito( Jermaine Eric Shute )
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Fearless Love (feat. Hambino)
They say fear and love can't co-exist, so I pour some syrup in my Sunkist. Woke up early this mornin, gave my blunt a kiss. Never got off that get money shit. Ride with me, myself, and I cause never one of us ain't gonna snitch. On the city bus with my pick, cause I'm prolly so motherfuckin high. This tripazilla, had a zip a killa. About ten guns in my Sprite. Tryin to studio the dope blows, might be drivin your whole cut. That's my low low brah, ain't tryin to get pulled over.
Ain't never sold, plus I'm prolly ridin dirty, so I'm just tryin to see my thirty summoned. Keep givin out jersey numbers, told my bitch I wasn't shit. I wouldn't change if she didn't believe me. Cause she didn't believe me, but what if she conceives? Ahh, got mixed emotions, for a few different reasons. Cause these niggas hoes and these bitches greedy. But I'm solo tough and I'm solo nice. They talkin pass and ain't soda slice. I'm so low key, won't sell my soul, no sell no gun. Pull up solo and take your life.
They right, you know what heard just cry by yourself. Try to dry my eyes and drive but that don't help. I guess I broke my own heart. Breakin down, out here lost, trapped in my own star. Turned into a grinch from dealin with these henchmen. Got way too much experience concealing my intentions. Bullshit won't gon work up. On top of that, the neighbor got a firm and locked door. Now this lazy ass bitch ain't cook shit. Tired of crazy but I'm tired of wakin up eatin left over groupie. Breakfast, stressin, runnin out of place to hide the money. Prolly gotten steaped and the money. Sad at night, I've been high since Sunday. Keep havin nightmares of dyin for nothin. Go hear them sirens comin. Trippin at the TV.
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