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and a car, and a silly gold chain… all they flaunt
Caught up in a world where the glitz and glamour, bought every soul and got hit wit a hammer
Bummed out with
in my room, by myself laying bars down
Bought myself a car now
My new swag is hard, spend 500 on a watch now
Haters better watch out
I do this for God
the life of a thug we wild out in them clubs
T-shirts and do-rags show my niggaz some love
And them fools can't fade us, man these streets they made us
I
demanded.
I dragged her from the party by her arm, I must have looked like such a prick!
Acid at Christmas
It was my girlfriends car so she got in
dragged her from the party by her arm, I must have looked like such a prick!
It was my girlfriends car so she got in the drivers seat and started
The wind blows harder on Wellington
Stand close to the edge, breathe the air in
Oh I use to dance so slow
Until the morning light would show
about this girl from
the U hot mamasita, she used to always say poppy
U blow my back out like a fat tire
Until she caught me cheating and set my car
He said, "Goodbye.", from the edge of the porch
Like she'd been some casual friend
He said, "You're better off without me,
I'm not what you need."
I could name 4,5,6 niggas that keep watching my pockets
(Pocket watchers)
Fuck with me I'll show you my rocket
I'm going so hard I'll never ever stop
Standin' on the front stoop hangin' out the window
Watchin' all the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta
Gorbachev, I'm tearing down these walls bitch
Middle finger flipped up in the halls bitch
So much swag I'm hated by the mall kids
Random burst
from the raft
Causing a car crash just to watch it burn
The only good things in my life get burned by me
I'm sorry.
Show me your insides
And I'll show
sneaking out your window
Meet me in my car at 2:05
Windows down, just feeling alive
Everything's alright with you by my side
With you by my side
With you by
or something, "hey, I have to show you"
Every time I hear a note, it could throw me off the edge
It reminds me of the plans and secrets, the promises that we
I was at the fookboi show
Last night
He brought out simpgod
It was quite a sight
He got to speaking
Bout love & leeches
Lovers leaving
I couldn't
Standin' on the front stoop hangin' out the window
Watchin' all the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta
Lights go on and she's ready to spin
On stage doing all the things she's told to
Puts on a show in front of the whole damn world
I pray to the heavens
up in the crib, on the edge of the couch
Tell the fellas keep cool, cause the devil been out
Up on IG, tryin' to fake a gentleman out
Tryin' to show
Made a call to a client, he must've had his cell off
A show-off, he has the same bite but fell off
I tell off the bat, from science to pure facts
with flying cars but that don't sound quite right
I can't just start to color, the picture has no lines to guide
The edges are all smudged like
We make our start in the predawn dark
Braving damp early April cold
Loading the blackened harp in the back of the car
Then edge it out onto the road
Cincinnati's open off the song Heavy Metal
Put us on your schedule, pencil us in
Did show after show, released Livin' 'n Cin
Took the city by storm
But
niggas hoes to me
Now lemme show you motherfuckers how
It's 'sposed to be
I'm just a Eastside, low-life nigga to death
We gone ride in any car
Show with
goes by and I want this to last
So I can reflect and be happy on the past
Art should be timeless and not just trend
These people pushing projects
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