Lyrics:
flipped the tails
Yeah let's see who wins
Run through her brain
Running a train
Yeah I'm going in (In)
Got too much to spend (Spend)
Money coming in (In)
I'm so critical
Of everything I said to that fucking girl
And I know
It's just the nerves in my hand
But I'm shaking like a kid
And I don't want
Throw on my VR headset and I'm in a new dimension
And I know her love is bad so I use virtual protection
Throw on my VR headset and I'm in a new
sticking to their heart
Mario widda flow man I'm Powered by the plants
Erm
We are not the same
How many times I haffi put it in your brain
Yah yah yah yah
I'm in the 21st century
What about women you learn?
They beg for attention and money you earn
Forget bout' emotions, they let that shit burn
Cremate
Left my love life, it's overrated
When looking back it makes me frustrated
Maybe I just haven't found the one
I know I have but i'm scared so i run
And I
Ready to fire away
And I'm not talking about a bruise so easily
I'm not bulletproof
You wanna just blow me away
But I'm not gonna move
And you don't
they see you grinding on YouTube
Wonder how he did it, now he winning, I can show you too
Easy A
I'm on a mission like GTA
Ride through my city no ETA
I
Not again
I'm too broken for love and what I give is not enough
So for a while I been stuck but I see you and I'm like
"Not Again"
For a while I been
a bad light
I'm pissed off I had to break ties
I'm pissed off I had to waste time
Everybody muckin' up go get your bag right
Why you put me in a bad light
terrorist shit, I'm the bomb Hussein
I observe everything so stay in your lane
Why you speak on my name?
You better get a brain, just got some brain
Tryna be
yeah that's right nothing but time in Spanish
They've wanted me to switch my flow
I'm stuck up in my ways I need to break out of this hold
I'm looking
on the scale, then threw the rest in
I pray on my knees then count the bankroll
I'm stacking my paper, that's how that thing go
That's how that thing go
Yeah
Sexy
I'm in a ghost town
If you wanna pull up and get it then we can throw down
Steadily talking about the bidness with the "no sound"
They don't wanna
me know what's up
Bye
Fuck Guns I would rather prefer a cleaver
I'm chewing on meat like a motherfucking Beaver
Take this bitch to the cleaners
And all
tame
Yea we made a play
We can't say no names
Bitch get out get my way
Put you in yo in place
I'm in da dungeon
Wit da dragons
Yea we spitting flames
You
Yeah
No complaints
Because I'm used to this
Fuck the struggle
We all gonna make it out
I've seen the reaper so many times
I'm pushing hard I got so
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(Aye)
(Yeah)
I wanna rock right now but will you rock with me
(Rock with me)
I'm gonna ride right now but will you ride for me
(Ride
Yuh
Yuh (Ay)
Yuh
Yuh
Yuh
Yuh (Ay)
Yuh
Yuh
Yuh
Molotov
Turn the speakers up
Turns the lights off
I got money on my mind so now I'm going off
Yeah you
If you really think y'all can get to me, then I've got bad news
Cause most of y'all bitches and shit to me, I'm just speaking my truth
But everybody
see the Camaro, I pass by and they looking surprised
Why the fuck would I pay for your only fans when I can pull up and fuck any time
She said that I'm
Wanna get high baby
Talk to me
Tell me something...
What are you doing right now?
All up in my feelings, I'm in my head
Driving down the street and I
Run up on me,you get shot on the spot
They call me 9piece and I always keep a glock
I left the streets but I'm still ducking
The cops, she see my
Oh, oh
I know I'm not fame
I know I'm not fame
I know I'm not fame
I know I'm not fame
I know I'm not fame
That's probably why she don't give
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