Lyrics:
a little hit em' with a part two
Drop the addy I got shawty on the way she in route
Watch me jump up out the coupe
Wide body scat pack
Why they been hatin'
I
lying
No more things to hide
I miss you every single time I'm not with you
You'll tell me everything
And I'm just listening
I want to scream from
you to take ma chiwawa, you dead
Show off your talent by killing these people real painful, know that I'm not afraid
Ruining ma party, it's time you
in my element
People talk down on themselves just for the hell of it
It's killing me
Still a lot to figure out
Grown amounts I'm bigger now
Open ears
I wanted to be with you alone
And talk about the weather
But traditions I can trace against the child in your face
Won't escape my attention
You keep
never been the best
With mingle and small talk
And then I hear a crash
Behind my back
One glass of mulled wine
Rains down my jacket
And then I see you
People and places as we'd like them to be but you know what truth is?
It's that little baby you're holding, and it's that man you fought with
This
what you just read
What are words for when no one listens anymore
What are words for when no one listens
What are words for when no one listens it's
alligators
Big Anglophile
Will navigate us through a change of style
I came, I saw what manner of beast is this
New York, you talk a little bit left
alligators
Big Anglophile
Will navigate us through a change of style
I came, I saw what manner of beast is this
New York, you talk a little bit left
People and places as we'd like them to be but you know what truth is?
It's that little baby you're holding, and it's that man you fought with
This
care
Do you hear me
Do you care
Let me get by
Over your dead body
Hope to see you soon
When will I know
Doors three feet wide with no locks open
Walking
to shed my skin with a little bit of dove
Can't manage these birds cause I don't know love
When they hear this shit I already know
They going be like damn
one I never liked?
The one I used to race to
With my cousins on our bikes
When we would always stay the night
And used to talk about our life
Wish we
smell
I'm 'bout to hit 4 1 K fuck a 401K
I just posted two pics
That hit a G in one day
And you try to talk me down
But I know that you want it
You want
everywhere I went I had my (baow-baow, baow-baow)
Little with the pocket rocket, I hit you in your mug
A pound for every time I wish I never showed them love
you with her?
Isn't that just swell?
(But, it can't be)
Oh, but it can be and it is
I've got a new style
And a few new toys
That are gonna put
I love
I'm a small town, runnin' that sundown
'Til I get downtown tearin' it up
I just go with the flow
With a whiskey and Coke
If you ever
to make money by selling the drugs
pimpin these women fill it up with slugs uh!
never be caught slipping and doging away from these cops
knowing the back
back I was still alone.
Well I wasn't too mad,
Just a little bit sad, I mean
All I wanted to do was talk,
So I went round back,
Your window was open
From playing ball in the park
Long talks with my pops about Allah and the Quran
He's been my rock
He's all I got
I'm shocked
But my thoughts was
the darkness is gone
I got vexed by the text that you sent me
Torment me
Saying you can't talk to
Got me feeling empty
Yeah I'm trying to soak it up but one
breathe better
Bite your lip, so no chitt'-chatter
You're my little yellow cheese, cheddar
No beef but your man fed up
The kind of guy with no caliber
In
Come up just a little closer, wanna look into your eyes
Wanna see what you're about girl, don't pass by
What can I do to amuse you, should I talk
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