BAKERY
Myles Nelson
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Ay, yuh Ay, ha Ya'll can't do it like this Ya'll can't do it like me, nah Ya'll can't do it like this, haha Listen Everywhere I go I'm gettin' choosing signals Yuh, I ain't shootin' shots, bitch I'm shootin' missiles Lookin' at my progress, like Damn, I grew a little A lot actually Everything I drop's a fuckin' masterpiece So you know I gotta flex Real quick, let me flex on this shit Shawty can't help herself You know she gotta test out this dick Oh, she likes it I know damn well, I'm what her type is Do it all night, yeah Call it a night shift Ya'll can't do it like this, nah This is what the good life is How could it ever get better I ain't no mu'fuckin' mouse But I still want all of that cheddar Ya'll need to quit talkin' shit Really though, I'm gettin' fed up Feel like I work at the bakery Cause you know I'm gettin' my bread up Yuh, the bakery Less drama, more paper please I know locals are hatin' me, but soon Imma be who they pay to see Tryin' to act like I'm an average kid Come on now, that's just make believe Be realistic Shawty thought we had a thing, but We didn't Must've just been a figment Of her imagination One day, imma be glad I was patient To the kids 'round me, I have no relation They just mad at the swag That I'm caked in Ah yeah, I got mad innovation Anyone doubting is madly mistaken Imma be a superstar, just face it That is a fact and you have to embrace it I got so many things To look forward to If you losin' faith, don't be shocked When I ignore you Already got so much on my plate, but I want more food Always been the shit You all know it's true So you know I gotta flex Real quick, let me flex on this shit Shawty can't help herself You know she gotta test out this dick Oh, she likes it I know damn well, I'm what her type is Do it all night, yeah Call it a night shift Ya'll can't do it like this, nah This is what the good life is How could it ever get better I ain't no mu'fuckin' mouse But I still want all of that cheddar Ya'll need to quit talkin' shit Really though, I'm gettin' fed up Feel like I work at the bakery Cause you know I'm gettin' my bread up Gettin' my bread up, instead of Wastin' all my time Hangin' with some lamies Lately some homies been showin' true colors, 'cause They know that my shit go crazy Some of 'em don't even hide that shit But I always have known when they faking All I did was tell her she look pretty Now she in my bedroom, gettin' naked Everywhere I go I'm gettin' choosing signals Yuh, I ain't shootin' shots, bitch I'm shootin' missiles Lookin' at my progress, like Damn, I grew a little A lot actually Everything I drop's a fuckin' masterpiece
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