STATE ID (feat. Breeo & Fanny Pacquiao)
NaWF SIDE
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Watching Rick & Morty with the sound off And when I dick my shorty like to pound raw It's a bad habit I know, I know, I know Grab a bic and forward through your dialogue Rapper weed to get by Blowing shmoke in the air, I'm polluting the skies Keep the west on my mind Keepin' NaWF by my side I been smoking like I'm Cudi all awake through the night Ain't nobody know Braedan they just love Breeo Gimme a minute lemme switch up to my alter ego Lemme tell you bout my momma when car got repoed Lemme tell you about addiction, eviction, no pot to piss in Pissy basements where I make my heat Wanna see a dead body come and stay be me Walking starting lineup how we stay 5 deep And they be hopping to the net like they name Kyrie And my pops so stuck in his fucking bad ways And I got his last name on the state ID I got kicked up out the concert it was JID Okay, sure I had a blunt, but it was JID! She said that she don't see color (Huh?) You cannot tell me and Fan Man apart? (You can't tell us apart?) They wanna talk about hard Me and my dawgs had to starve, state ID debit cards F*ck a Forsythe, they turn to me to my NaWF side On my own shit, you ain't widdit, then you not my guy Then we can't shake hands homie Turn ya ass back, walk back in ya vans homie, uh But I carry on like Barry, mom, I know she raised a lion I do it for my own, I can't do it for no liars And the seas full of snakes and they keep on multiplying I'm eyeing all these baddies that been trying to get it She want it, I'm coo She corny like a fruit loop Got a couple loose screws Everywhere I go got my whole crew Soul food smackin' how I'm posed to I told you, I'm all new Back then, was a square me I done seen a lot of things that change me A lot of people hate me Loose gun, no safety Homies whippin' Civies I do it for my city, my city State ID, address, last name You can find me at a fast pace cuz I ain't hidin' NaWF SIDE, what a guy, but he got some problems Bedside nightstand where he keep a bottle, Moscatto He got a vault for a heart They wanna rip it apart, yes rip it apart But I play my part QB1, bitch I start Yes, I play my part Bought a fanny turned me to the Fanny Bought the fanny and turned her to a fangirl Mike Jack, rock your whole world Used to shop at Ralph's now it's Whole Foods She can touch toes too She can her touch toes too But babygirl don't know what I go through These days, these days (what I go through) It's a whole new pain (it's a whole new) I can't even explain Can't explain The struggles that a been going through The struggles that a been going through I look at my state ID, is that me? When I look at my state ID Is that me? Who's that Is that me?
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Written by: Braedan O'Malley, Nicolas Forsythe, Tsion Hawkins
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