Lyrics:
because I
Like the windows and looking
Outside and stuff
And I think why the album has
Such a bright tone to it
Yo
You got cum in your ear laughs
better
Gotta make it past the devil, so guns, I got several
And everybody plays the fool, says Aaron Neville
But I just play to win, holler back like
my flow is crazy, I can switch that amazing
For example, I can be like ain't nobody fucking with Lil Dicky
When he get up on that shit and spit it sick
Snow setting in the bezzle
Mo' sipping, phantom bumping Aaron Neville
Polo black scented, eyes squinted
Air Force One's, with my own patent in it
the bezzle
Mo' sipping, phantom bumping Aaron Neville
Polo black scented, eyes squinted
Air Force One's, with my own patent in it
Fresher than a star, glowing
Snow setting in the bezzle
Mo' sipping, phantom bumping Aaron Neville
Polo black scented, eyes squinted
Air Force One's, with my own patent in it
It's nigh on as bad as ImAllexx
And I simply don't like Callux
Markiplier? Bollocks
You can write that in italics
Casey Neistat is compensating too hard
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
thangs around O, 16 of em got the whole pound
come short with like 8 dog em like 8 ball imma lay it down
MJ feeling like I'm 23
ten fingers I got 6 rings
the fucking devil's Aaron Neville
I got a soul to sell so it's settled
Last week I sold my soul for a fucking bezel
Crucify me–
Crucify me wearing Tommy
All
looking at us that day
I hopped up on the HRT and got off by the Captain Ds
And walked up the crib left of the fork in the street and it was Aaron
The first
to Aaron Neville
Realest shit I embellish
You wanted to know me better
Top pick like Questlove, yes love
My mix tape better than niggas' "Best Of"
Wrapped
like it or not
I'm bout'a write 'til my mother fuckin' mind has dropped
I ain't quittin' now 'cause this is really all that I got to keep it major
the Hail Mary like I'm Aaron Rodgers
Here to remind you I'm coming for everything can't deny us
Ran the option just to get it popping moves clicking now
And from the start of it you felt like you were a part of this
And opposition felt the opposite
Sometimes I listen and revisit them old albums
Often as I
feelings, I feel like I play for the Saints
I just wanna hurt you, aim for the skanks
Then aim for all these fake Kanyes, Jays, Waynes and the Drakes
I'm
Bounce out, wit, sticks, cock, aim, shoot, hit
Bounce out, wit, sticks, cock, aim, shoot, hit
Bounce out, wit, sticks, cock, aim, shoot, hit
AR by my bed
I get my pocket tapped Goodz
Ya Grape is in the street 'cause
Like Suge my pockets fat Goodz
Ya squad not strapped Goodz
Them guys by ya side will
noted for its interesting imagery which changed from line to line. The notion is that God is truly pained by seeing His children suffer in wrong
jersey
Inexplicable stomach growl from the pit of it
Like a fucking Terrier hittin' it
Despicable, dumb it down, ridiculous
Tongue is foul shoot off
my shit, just like money ain’t nothin’ (It ain’t nothin’, yeah)
(Lesgo, uh)
Young legend go by the name ChanChan
You might be sneak dissin’, but I
Dream is what you aim to be
Wish is what you want from me
Vision is what it grew to be
Encompass this whole dream to me
Make a wish what you want
man, Burn me up a trash can
Light up an offering, call it Halocaustin'
I paint like Picasco, pour me macchiato
Never lacked an encore, so I stay rhymes
Ay, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Apparently I talk really funny
(You say your r's funny)
We talk like Dan Rather is supposed to talk
People that do news get
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