Lyrics:
Strapped
From blue to the red my tapes really Cracked
It's by any means
I'm living dreams
I'm really a king regardless of cream
Sometimes I feel like
They
An it’s fitted
Hit on the first date
And she frigid
Wiz got the world play
An he wid it
Push me a big g 63izzle
By now I must of made as much as rizzle
ancient, it's been amazing I've been gazing through out these phases,I started hating started acting like a Mason
M
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Hook ×2
I just want a vaca
I
traffic just inhaling some lead
I'm in a phonebox breathing up a stranger's breath
No change left, I fed my last gold Queen's head
‘You're busy now' is all
Like no problemo
Until I heard kiddies
Who dissin' on they demos
Not just that
Go on the net
Phat Fam dissed by Bobby
Little sick kid
Who surf porn
surrounded by the girls
With the tank tops and the flirty ways
I'm just sipping on chamomile
Watching boys and girls and their sex appeal
With a stranger
And I ain't eatin off last years cheddar
Ain't no sunshine just ask Bill Withers
Two Hundred twenties make my
Pockets feel better
Know we got girl friends
hustlin'?
Friends doin' nothin'
Don't fuck with 'em
Shouldn't be stuck with 'em
Best of luck to them
Get up, get out and get something
Hook up again
Every time I see you
I just wanna meet you
Say hello, how you doing?
What are you doing tonight?
We should hook up tonight
Have some fun tonight, is
your friends
Let a ni**a try to play we'll knock off his hands
Nah, I ain't the one to play with
Seen you up high, tell me if you seen the spaceship
cool but you know what it is you do to me
And you can tell them we're just friends I don't mind it, in the end we stay vibing like
I stayed up with you
imaginary friends that ain't the scary part
I am Tyson in the 90's eat head and heart
This ain't no warning shot I am just all you got
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
on the glass
Throw a left hook at your mask
All of y'all fake got another face for a pass
Just to ride in that wave 'til that wave gonna crash
Bitch I'm
was blurred
Judge a man by the action not just simply on words
Based my standing in the game on the promise i heard
I Made sure all the beats and all
the fame
I just want a range and chill on the yatcht
Never gave me play on twitter
Always put me on the block
Now you in my call log telling me to come by
Nobody ever got nowhere
Standin' in the same place
I can tell that I'll be leavin'
By the new look on your face
Well I'll leave my records
I'm a fucking heavyweight
Where my jugg title?
I just wanna say one thing, man
I love Meijer's
Scat Pack a got wasp spot, it'll buzz by him
Stop
rappers that promote their philosophy?
Fuck that, nigga hip-hop is not Republican
That's just the white motherfuckers that own the publishin
And get
Sometimes I feel like I've been infiltrated
Mama told me I'm too related
By niggas I'm often hated
The reefer keeps me sedated
I've waded through
can I believe just what you say
When you destroyed your own life anyway
Your phone was off the hook, I could not reach you
And your will was not
and rob again
Willies think they're bein set up by they own friends
Fuck what they think, and fuck what you heard
Little do they know that it's
it'll get me by
Coming in hot with a little bit of rocking and a friend who keeps smoking a bowl
When the guard says stop
You gotta take your shot
You
impulses that you struggle to restrain?
You know that nothing's real
But you sink your hooks into mistakes anyway
And you're paralyzed by the how's
can believe that
My post reflect I just might die
But no one tweets back
By the time they do I've filled up a canvas with bloody strokes
Using the sweat
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