Lyrics:
weeks but I'm back on the beat
Not even Covid 19 can keep me off my feet
My mind to MF fuckin strong for the simple and weak
Ain't got no MF time cuz this
Or maybe I'm just paying for my elders' sins and crimes
But my vibes been saucy
Niggas wanna rob me
Let a nigga cross me
My old gang? They lost me
Ain't
respect. Don't use a hug or compliment as a way to get a check. I'm all for going to HR if it goes too far and sending mixed signals wasn't your intent.
I
he at
Watch out for the Devil cause he want you bad
Protected by God I ain't tryna brag
Won't label my life can't make me a tag
I'm worry free put them
anyways, fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm 'bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'm a call
keeping this shit quiet you know Lil Evo stay lowkey (lowkey)
I'm the one for you but are you really the one for me
I been up that's a must
Your bitch not
(To the, to the, to the)
Ayy, ayy-ayy
(I just did it for the)
(I'm gon' be in here)
Oh-ooh-oh
Huh, all these people sure fake
Huh, I been
Come to the cabaret.
And as for me,
As for me
I made my mind up, back in Chelsea,
When I go, I'm going like Elsie
Start by admitting from cradle
you need
He then went to the cross
Got the blood that was purchased for me
Took out this heart of stone
Now I am a new creature
Now I am a new creature
know they sleepin' but I'm really bout to make 'em hate me
Creepin' on her nigga got him dissin' makin' crazy statements
'Rounded by my dogs, that's
Father Time ain't waiting for this life of mine I'm stuck in my youth 'til I go back to my roots
Ayo I'm glad that we parted feeling cold hearted
bitch, I'm too young to chill
And I never say I love ya 'cause I know it ain't for real
So chill with that dumb shit 'cause I'm the one that run shit
And I
of thought I got nicer talking about Heiser
I'm an old dogg and old dogg's get wiser
Caught up in the game, got ya thinking while your doing this
You
napkin, I'm wipin' my dick
All this Actavis slushie, my ho drink the Cristal
She wrapped in Saran, the fresh as she can 'cause I just been playin' with
with the funds from the Wilkis bros
We shoulda killed this hoe, I guess it's why I'm pro abortion, tell Dennis Prager he should forfeit
Old white man
a killer on this microphone,
I’m out for blood my heart is stone,
I’m a fuckin’ psychopath about to break the mold,
You got me in the zone on another high,
I
needed a friend
You know that shit come with a loss,
Found me a way, now I'm labeled the boss
All them old homies they pray for a cross
Putting ice round
sellin pics
Just for the hell of it
Piss on my mans
I remember this
What you said
Bitch
Bitch I'm equip with this cock
So hairy feel that static shock
Yeah
what it costed
I ain't been too church for a while
I think I'm haunted
I feel like for a while I've been off point
There's no message too the rhymes
being lazy I'm back bitch
Said I've been down way too long
You can tell it by these songs
But some nights I feel too strong and start going off
Had some
But you just leaning on me
And I'm leaning on you
Me and juice in the loop
Old friends turned new
Haven't been honest with you
Now I'm looking for truth
stuck on something old
Yeah, yeah I think you broke the mold
I'm soul bound now
I'm lost in your eyes but I can't get out
I'm getting too comfortable in
brainless
You anus
You Ignoramus
Just let me say this
Not the greatest - but gimme space kid, I'm set to make it
So basically we're bringing it back
to know this
Now that I'm standing where I needed to be
I see that you were waiting for me
Before I could say my words
You locked them up
And I would not
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