Bikini Bottom Blues (feat. Baby Jayce)
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I done lost so many of my friends, know they wish they would hold on I done lost so many of my kin, Know they wish they would hold on Cause I got the world in my hands now Everyday we getting bread, yeah Never walk around town with my head down Money counter, I love how that bread sound I did not turn a product of my environment I did something way more inspiring Treat all the albums just like a diary Mix lean wit the faygo, a mad scientist To me, you can't do no wrong I might, build your ass a home You get everything you want , girl heart, big as Georgia Dome Out they mouth it be all hate But these niggas is my clones Grab a board I set the wave They gon' surf it like Young Gunna Yeah, shout out Lil Nukk, thats my twin got my back to the end, he be watching Yeah, shout out my baby, I love see you doing the things that I taught you Yeah, f*ck with the fam, I'ma rip up your body, I'm really your monster Yeah, the vibes gon' come with me and swallow some liquor and eat calamari Ran up a 20, serving out apartments Going for the gold, I can't change up my roster Only smoke paper when I'm with the Rastas Thirsty boy, hating cause my chain is water Nine on my waist, that's a big problem solver Salty niggas get dissolved I catch my feet, I never fall This ain't enough, I want it all I done lost so many of my friends Know they wish they would hold on I done lost so many of my kin Know they wish they would hold on Cause I got the world in my hands now Every day we getting bread, yeah Never walk around town with my head down Money counter, i love how that bread sound I did not turn the product of my environment I did something way more inspiring Treat all the albums just like a diary mix lean wit the faygo a mad scientist Uh, I'm just tryna keep my head up Young nigga tryna run it up, stack it up Uh-huh, tryna get my bread up I'm counting everybody out Cause I'm feeling like they got secret vendetta Game time, young niggas gotta win apply that pressure Keep this shit P, these niggas they mad cause they knowing we player uh-huh Walk through the room, I'm strutting my shit I'm the man like I'm Flair, uh-huh F*ck with my brother, then you a dead man Just like undertaker, uh-huh Made it out the trenches, yeah, I'm a survivor Give thanks to my savior, uh-huh I'ma give thanks to my savior I thank god that my bitch look good in the morning when she ain't got makeup Got my foot on they neck tryna drain the air out of these haters Yeah, I'm from zone 3, not Decatur, they know it They don't know me, but they hoes gonna notice Always come trim, so they know I got motion Damn, nigga about to drown in this motherfucker Good lookin Jayce For real
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