Lyrics:
I'm tryna hit
Baby tell me what's up 'cause you the shit
Yeah you the shit
Can I give you one kiss? (uh huh)
I'ma kiss you right there
Real soft,
I'm tryna hit
Baby tell me what's up 'cause you the shit
Yeah you the shit
Can I give you one kiss? (uh huh)
I'ma kiss you right there
Real soft
Everyday I'm hustlin'
Hustlin', hustle, hustlin' hustlin'
Hustle, hustlin' hustlin'
Hustle, hustlin' hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin'
Everyday
Hey, leftside (keys)
Yo, yo (like Alicia)
(Why you laughing?) Jah know star
(Keys like Pedro) wonder if me coulda say
Well, anyway
I'm
I'm deep divin' into your emotions
And sometimes I think I might be broke
But you're bringin' back all my feelings
And I fuckin' love it
I'm
[Repeat: x15]
One more time and I'm gonna snap
One more time and I swear I'm gonna snap! (I'm gonna snap)
I'm gonna snap! (I'm gonna snap)
Johnny's in America
Low techs at the wheel
No-one needs anyone
They don't even just pretend
Johnny's in America
I'm afraid of Americans
I'm
Yeah
Okay, I'm strapped
Get 'em
Black hat (yeah), black shades (yeah)
Black diamonds (yeah), oh, behave (Haha)
No, he can't with the bucket
Yeah
Okay, I'm strapped
Get 'em
Black hat (yeah), black shades (yeah)
Black diamonds (yeah), oh, behave (Haha)
No, he can't with the bucket
I'm not the brightest crayon in the box
Everyone says I'm dumber than a bag of rocks
I barely even know how to put on my own pants
But I'm
I'm colder than fantas
I'm bigger than santa
I rep Alabama
Cuz I'm from the hammer
You not on my side we on different planets
I hope I don't vanish
(This is the Carpenter's vibe)
(This is the Carpenter's vibe)
(Watch me build this shit up)
I ain't inspired to write
So I'm smoking ganja tonight
Yeah
I’m waking to my prophecy(Prophecy)
There is no stopping me
Lotta niggas tryna copy me(Copy me)
I’m waking up to my prophecy(Prophecy)
Secret
When you judge me
You make me feel ugly
No need to be sorry
'Cause I'm stayin' strong
Mama taught me
To stand on my two feet
Your words
I'm about cream, I'ma, I'ma 'bout cream (about that)
I'm about cream, I'ma, I'ma 'bout cream
About that money and about that cream (hey, hey, hey)
all day (All day)
And that's why I'm real (I'm real) and you fake (You fake)
I'm real, you fake (Fake)
I'm real, you fake (Fake)
I'm real, you fake
Just bought a new whip, nigga, like I'm a slave master
I pour up two zips, nigga, I'm feelin' way better
I'm feelin' way better, I'm feelin' way
Riding with the steel
Puffing on the purp
Overtime on you niggas
Going to work
I'm going to work, I'm going to work
Overtime on you niggas,
thousand dollar Gucci pants (Gucci pants)
I just left the trap, and I'm off the Xans (and I'm off the Xans)
Bitch, I'm high as fuck, I feel like Superman
I'm running
And running
And running
And running
And running
And running
I'm running around
I'm running
And running
And running
And running
Just a little encouragement to listen in
So listen in, and check this vibe I'm on
Feelin' like I was born, to lead this new generation
But you can't
What's the shit I'm on?
What's the shit I'm on?
What's the shit I'm on?
What's the shit I'm on?
What's the shit I'm on?
What's the shit I'm on?
Girl, I'm Fried and I'm thinking about you
Fried and I'm thinking about you
Girl I'm Fried and I'm thinking about you
I'm Fried and I'm thinking
I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so Isolated
I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so Separated
I'm so, I'm so, I'm so, I'm so Isolated
I'm so, I'm so, I'm so,
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