To The Moon
Kidd Adamz
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It's like I walk 'round with my pain in a pouch, Just a kid on the moon but I came from the South, And I'm droppin' my top in the rain or a drought, You can't stand me But still got my name in your mouth, And I'm poppin' & shit like a flat tire, Where I came from it was barely a way out, So I look at my life like a bad lie, Cause how I made it out the place full of doubt, Had to cut everybody off, Just me & my niggas no body guard, I been steamin' a lot, need to let it off, If I don't f*ck with you can't play it off, If it's f*ck 'em it's f*ck 'em for life, Niggas tried pressin' my buttons good night, Chop with a drum and it's cuttin' up nice, We was down bad now we stuntin' for life, For life, we stuntin' for life, I'm rockin' Off-White, the cotton is nice, I'm high as kite, Henny on ice it remind me of me when, We was just kids going out for the win, Shit on my back had me going relentlessly, Feel like a nigga was born to win, Pray everyday cause we born to sin, For all those who fallen I'm pourin' the Hen, Used to go up, guess I'm goin' again, She wanna f*ck and be more than friends, She brought her homegirl I'm turnin' 'em out, fuckin' 'em both takin' turns on the couch, She cannot suck dick she gone learn with her mouth, She said it's too big it's hurtin' her mouth, Way this shit lookin' I'm turnin' the tables, Connected like WiFi I'm burnin' the cable, Earnin' my ranks and I'm fillin' the bank, Had me cookin' up dope like I'm servin' the basers, Big homie said it's your turn ain't no waitin', Two things you need in life, purpose & patience, Take my lil bitch to Turks & Caicos, Press on a button you murked for some paper, Blunt full of gas on this syrup but no maple, Smokin' Gelato, the Purp got no taste in it, Standards on high how I curved this lil' baby , She ask for too much ain't bring none to the table, And I don't need bitches that live for the clout, Been thru it all, no tears, no droughts, It's like I walk 'round with my pain in a pouch, Just a kid on the moon but I came from the South, And I'm droppin' my top in the rain or a drought, You can't stand me But still got my name in your mouth, And I'm poppin' & shit like a flat tire, Where I came from it was barely a way out, So I look at my life like a bad lie, Cause how I made it out the place full of doubt, Had to cut everybody off, Just me & my niggas no body guard, I been steamin' a lot, need to let it off, If I don't f*ck with you can't play it off, If it's f*ck 'em it's f*ck 'em for life, Niggas tried pressin' my buttons good night, Chop with a drum and it's cuttin' up nice, We was down bad now we stuntin' for life, For life, we stuntin' for life,
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