Lyrics:
Fiend, me, Beats By The Pound, you know that's gon' pop
Jump in the game in the walkway
With enough money to fuck with
Till ya hear that last fuckin'
Fiend, me, Beats By The Pound, you know that's gon' pop
Jump in the game in the walkway
With enough money to fuck with
Till ya hear that last fuckin'
147Calboy, niggas, envy me
Like why would I trip? My lil' bro, he my mini-me
Bitch, I live by that smoke, yeah, I'm damn near a chimney
Got a message,
still a member of the hopeless
See, you're black like me, so you snap like me
When these devils try to plot, trap our young black seeds
Look it, cops
don't touch the crown
By the way, that's Uncle Brown
A gyal dem a run me down, cuh
(I got it, yeah) this is soul baby
The kind of soul that gave
Stella
my bedroom, oh
And I'm 'bout to drop another album full of hits
By mid-2020 you gon' know who Jayden Jesse is!
If you ain't got nothing nice to say
like bulimic
Pardon, my High Tyme album a problem
A bitch that holler 'bout "fuck me?"
Nah, fuck that bitch
Fuck that bitch
Fuck that bitch
A bitch that
ain't do it for fame
Boy, you know it's just (me)
By my goddamn self, all alone I don't need no help
One army, it's just (me)
I gotta get it and go, I
me over envy
They want to send me, when we use to be friendly
Think I started off on top with two platinum albums?
Naw dog, I started off from
Never address me as "Robert" unless it's 'bout that Dinero
Far from a hero, I ain't never savin' hoes
I'm not defined by these clothes, and zeros
It
outrageous
Outraging you!
She texting my friends every weekend
Tell me I got in her feelings
Sayin' she might be able to join us by 11
Homie you know she be
Yeah, fuck that shit
You are watching a master at work (yeah)
This what you all been waitin' for ain't it?
Rap game owe me, I been waitin' for
Guess who? D'you miss me?
Jessica Simpson, sing the chorus
When you walked through the door (woo)
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You're
Guess who? D'you miss me?
Jessica Simpson, sing the chorus
When you walked through the door (woo)
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You're
Guess who? D'you miss me?
Jessica Simpson, sing the chorus
When you walked through the door (woo)
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You're
a whole gang of albums and some major flicks
I got a wife, rich life, that's some major shit
Bigg Dogg, yeah, I said it
Who did it like me?
Who want
my girlfriend,
You're just another link, I don't care what you think
When I die, don't bury me, burn me,
By the way things are goin', I might die
an opportunist
I'm like I got to do this, wanna be recognized by the people I'm influenced
By
Man Just put in drive
We're going a ride on this album where
I'ma still run this shit up my Nigga I'm now
Whenever I feel like this shit might be hopeless I cut on my album and play me a sound
I'ma keep going
Yea
get by, got to be the best
I'm so fly, all the hoes be staring me
Trying to give me that eyeful like I'm French
She undressed, trying to flash on me
album
It flopped just like a fish And when I drop my Album, I know they gon
Be pissed They ain't tryna see me win, so it's Fuck
All my haters See us
underestimated me
You figured it out by now
Didn't you
Didn't you
Didn't you
Nobody got a summer album like mine
Your just another same like the other
You
a little song for her in my notes
Oh baby yeah i feel like you were meant for me
I'll write an album about her show her what she meant to me
And you ain't
broken
I ain't't jokin, girl, I'm still in love
The kid is wildin', we thought he would get it down by the third album
But this nigga is still in love
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