Lyrics:
can’t trust you
You don’t know my struggle
So please don’t knock my hustle
We got got it out the mud
It was me a couple thugs
We jus tryna run it up
Block
what you think
You gotta know that sex be everywhere that love shit it aint
So i been everywhere i can
Jus tryna feel what i cant
Stay on my grind i'm
Jā, es zinu, teikt nav jēgas
Pierakstīs man daudzas sērgas
Bet jūs baidaties no patiesības vien
Jā, es zinu, teikt nav jēgas
Bēgot piedzīvoju dēkas
prophecy
Why these people mocking me
Why police stopping me
I'm just on my way to work
I jus gotta make it work
I jus gotta make it surf
Too
chop n da trunk
Da bomb n da coola
Im gettin brain
Brain like medulla
I jus want da head
I call ha medusa
N yeen on shit
Boi who is u foolin
Wen im wit
Imma boujie nigga I jus washed my blunt in Fiji water
I got toolies nigga if you run up you won't see toma
Big ole booty bitches they gon fuck
Aye rly I'm jus gettin started
I ain't even coming my hardest
So Set the feast
You upset the beast
Yeah, you gon feel the darkness
From the faith
Cut me a check
Cut me some slack
Give me break
Get off my back
We aint the same
We are not equal
No new frens jus me n my people
No more jail cah me n
in here started (Yuh)
My city goin retarded (Aye)
Whole time we jus gettin started (uhhh)
Handle dat shit its a problem (uhhh)
Ion ride da bench Imma
Yeh I been on ma grind get the guwap
I jus want me a rolls I don’t talk
Yeh these niggas don’t know
Yeh I been on the block
Me and Brodie we been
di trap
Tryna make bread like a baker
Yeah i’m grindin’ for my paper
Jus call me a cheese grater
Say bye bye to a hater
N yuh hoes get curved like
these Whipping foriegns cars
Niggas hatin I jus had enough
All these problems I jus cover up
Mama told me imma be a star
At the top Yeah
Grinding for
kissin my neck (Neck)
Girl, u cute, but maybe u jus want my checks (Oh)
Girl, u cute, but maybe u jus want my cash (Cash, cash) u jus want
U don't know,
bitches jus to say I done it
Should i go ahead and kill my man's cause I know he wasn't
Should I go ahead and commit a drill to show im in the field
Or nun
can’t trust you
You don’t know my struggle
So please don’t knock my hustle
We got got it out the mud
It was me a couple thugs
We jus tryna run it up
Block
Hey now you a star in yo glow
These bitches wanna see you down but you continue to grow
Don't let these haters get you down you jus continue to show
Back in da day mama used to struggle
You see me up now flexin wit da muscle
Baby girl on the way know i gotta hustle
My fam ballin now name jus like
don't carry rabies
What the fuck you thought lil nigga
Oh you thought yo check gettin bigger
I don't like niggas Tommy Hilfiger
Fuck millions I jus wanna
friends kno our problems
Shit we discuss I jus keep it in private
She we discuss I won't tell nobody
I need me sum runts jus to clear up my conscience
I
And I wake up in the night
In the night
I don’t wanna live to die
Jus to die
I’m not hiding in disguise
Why you hide
Why you think you might lie
Did
a whole pool party
Got kool aid jus for the baddies
People talk a lot they too chatty
Pass me the ball send me a alley
You hurd
Do the dougie then the jerk
Two7 hah, hah, hah, hah, hah
My brudda trappin out da mothership
Ima jus trap out the Nissan
I can't lie a young nigga jus havin fun
Takeoff sonic
This is all part of the plan
We all making hunnid bands
I get the squad out the land
All the hate jus get banned
Walkin out door get slammed
I got
goofies
You jus a loser
You jus a loser
You just a goofy
You a goof troopy
You tweak we shooting
Imma lose it
I'm a loose screw bitch
And we is foolish
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