Lyrics:
Can't wait to see where you will be
When it finally hits the fan
You tell me I shouldn't want to die
But can't give me one good reason
Why
Oh give
and learn as I proceed
The microphone is mine so it's time to make it bleed
Feed me bread and wanted to watch me grow like a seed
But if you pull a gun
been going through
Missing you
Listen you
'Till you come back to me
That's what I'm gonna do
Why did you have to decide
You had to set me free
I'm gonna
fine
(And girl, you make me feel) so insecure
You're so beautiful and pure
Why must you be so unkind
Tell me I'm not your kind,
Blow my
I didn't do I'm not too young they tell me So
I guess it must be true
I'm not too young to cry out loud In northern Ireland name
I'm not too young I'm
a thousand flavors
And put them in a pie
I could, believe me, but
I'm so frustrated and consumed by the fact
That they won't tell us why
And what they're
paperwork, you can't tell me you ain't rat
We all did some shit, be wishin' we could take back
But you cooperated with police, I can't relate to that
When
I'm just tryin' to catch a nigga slippin'
Tell him, "give me all that"
I'm hot as hell (I'm hot as hell)
I'm hot as hell (I'm hot as hell)
I'm hot
I don't fight that fair
I fought a dudde with some braids, and started pullin his hair
But my boys back me up and leave nobody standin
I'm like "Why
shit is fugazi
Just open yo' magazine, see my picture by Jay-Z
Brand new Mercedes, Los Angeles made me
Pull up at the Shell, playin' D'Angelo, Lady
to the other side
It's a nigga in the club with my old bitch
You can have that bitch 'cause she be on some hoe shit
Somebody in the club standin' by a fuck
it's time to get rich
Keep in mind, never walk around block
I can't get all of you in it
All that back and forth gets me hot sometimes
Wanna see
scared?
Am I too excited or am I too scared?
I choose not to tell the story
I enjoy my self being tortured by feelings
It is about an option
But I'd rather
If I could rewind to the moment that we met
New life, so kind, tell me how could I forget
What I said next to that hospital bed
That you’re one love
So fast in the race I'm guaranteed that trophy
No hope here. Only some tropes about life
Like how I'm dying to live as we are living to die
Tell me if
Now come and tell me what you make it
Of our problems, of our cadence
There’s a reason you’re not famous, every song is unrelated
Oh baby, there’s
inside your head
Want you to tell me all your deepest darkest fears
Girl don’t you cry wipes them tears up no no
I’m by your side I’m forever your choice
run down
Just now
Pussy ass nigga got shut down
Bruddas they riding and trying
I'm on the grind
Fuck a bitch wasting my time
Why you had to tell
for experimentation
Oh you're shy?
That's cute
Why don't ya cut the act
Show me what it do
Tryna ride this
Better buckle up
Capricorn cold hearted
Walking by the boulevard in the middle of the night
Looking high all the time full of sighs tell me why
Feeling kinda low always thinking about
dollar bow tie
Still be a clown it's equivalent to cho cha
Go and die know why he will tell the most lies
Most likely to get hit with the four-five.
Yo
Yeah
Yo what's up
Yeah how you doing
It's mister well
I tell you what
Yeah
Yo (Go ahead man)
There's no fuckin' stopping this
Mr. Rockadopolis
a drummer
On my mj shit
Cuz I pop on this and you know I spit
But ain’t nothing funny nothing you can tell me
Never had a chance
Never had a chance
Never had
they remember Kenon
Now I'm only 20 and i ain't inside the game yet
But i can tell a lot of rappers they ain't saying shit
They hop on a different
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