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Not so distant improvement Imagine the features possible at pictures even Recent computer software is fake Identifyin' the profiles, lifeless values Indistinguishable from criminals bitin' this Easy new and then free, ya B Facial network generating, he has appeared [?] technology worsen Childlike behind alter-egos Unlock troll propagandas, whole axis Thousands online, user fee Get usage via smartphone, uncallеd for Eyes alter, much effort is a job To shapе the portrait, fortunate or not Arrest the friendly company Who target your collections of data for the highest fees All I want is some privacy All I want is some privacy Nigga, get the fuck away from me Nigga, get the fuck away from me All I want is some privacy All I want is some privacy Nigga, get the fuck away from me Nigga, get the fuck away from me Letras de cancionesI'm just out here, tryna get a piece of the cake Puttin' work in, they hurtin', these niggas too fake Nine times out of ten, I'm pullin' up in the Wraith Ten times out of ten, I put it all on her face I'ma always put this shit in ya face Let you feel the pain, nigga, 'til your last days Still gettin' brain from ya bitch, you passed away Might throw a hunnid grand on ya fuckin' grave And I keep the white, keep the, keep the white like a snowstorm In the club, poppin' bottles, it's Dom Pérignon Balenciagas, t-shirt, khakis, that's the uniform And I keep a bad bitch from dippin' like a unicorn And a nigga savage 'cause I'm in for ten, boy Smokin' on the cabbage, it's a habit, I like chloroform Hittin' up the dust off the desk, it's a dust storm I just [?] piece, ye ain't heard? That's the new norm New norm, yeah, new norm, new, normally Formerly with two tour buses full of the corn whiskey I'm absorbing the windstorm like Dorothy And she's soaring in the barn like a horsey I hit record [?], poem is alluring Too many more of these sixteens, I'll be dodging you In the short story, the book of Michael Wayne is A rifle paintin', the mic and bullets, I pour heat Pour heat like a glass blower Ghetto cowboy in the box frame, no lasso thrower Kick a rap and I pack a show to the back door Move around in ya girl's chest like a bondholder Chop her down like a lawn mower Give her pretty then leave it sticky like an orange soda That's how I'm livin' 'til the touring's over But hieroglyphics in Memphis, you missin' it, bitch, I'm a born roller Ridin' the bass like Pork Soda Hardest of artists, this part of me's like barbeque on a porch owner Southern-made, marinade, millionaire, Mary-Kate Every day, killin', hey, fill the safe, every day Rockin' this leather jacket but the leopard's fake Fell in a pit, came back, stepped in snakes Pullin' this arrow way back, it ain't to graze Kill 'em all and lay it on the bread, mayonnaise Layin' eggs, a lot of people wait Tin roof, there's a lot of people in the shade Didn't get the coupon for the new wave Walmart, that's smarts, boy, lay-away And if you open, lay awake All I want is some privacy All I want is some privacy Nigga, get the fuck away from me Nigga, get the fuck away from me All I want is some privacy All I want is some privacy Nigga, get the fuck away from me Nigga, get the fuck away from me Nigga, get the fuck away from me Nigga, get the fuck away from me Nigga, get the fuck away from me Nigga, get the fuck away from me From Letras Mania