correlate

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I can't tell if all my answers correlate at all

I'm telling you a thousand things I know

You fuckin' fornicate your mistakin'

We can never correlate 'cause you fakin', huh?

Who's bringin' in through bacon, huh?

I guess that they gotta motivate theyselves

We can never correlate, you will never see my plane

Right in front of you but your vision is so plain

I made too much money with Roc Nation

For niggas to be thinkin' I can't correlate the fact that

It's only niggas out your roster hatin'

Is that what they call it when you

don't correlate or respond to their traffic?

Responding to traffic is fine, and you could curse all you want.

Told her don't call my phone with all that nice shit (oh, no)

Double C's on the belt correlate the ice hit (bling, bling)

Gettin' to know me right now is highly unlikely

I'll count down the ways, I'll be wishing that I was you

But I can't correlate the way you move

So I'll stay half away, and I'll guess that it'll do

One deep, eyes shut when they know the place

But you don't know me, I don't correlate

Straight from manipulation, wouldn't wanna infiltrate my brothers

Whore play the porn game, fornicate the sure way to freedom

Or correlate with the swordplay and heathens?

Trickery and backtalk, fresh outta high school

Stormz got that sauce, this that bolognese

Talkin' 'bout the bread, like it correlates

I see you lookin' bothered with your bothered face

I don't make mistakes, I don't make mistakes

Tally up my L's and they correlate

I ain't done, I'm soakin' in the marinade

Fly shit, what?

We don't really correlate

We don't really love the hate

According to recent studies

Money does generally correlate with increased happiness

And I am very happy

Head soulfully quiver, 'cause the rhythm knows

How to correlate with necks 'til vertebrae's blow

I murder days though meanin' I kill time

My answers don't

Correlate at all

Endless loop

And the world so ill when the boy get funny over money or a girl on ya, uh

Let it marinate, uh, what, let me correlate, uh, let them niggas hate

But never ever let a women tell a nigga "Wait"' uh, swag

Dopamine, serenade (flower?)

Games that we play, don't correlate with the things that we say (I wanna know)

(What is)