Lyrics:
You've been mistaken all along
They think I'm crazy
What if I'm not?
What if I make it?
They'll see me walk past
And I will laugh last
Who would have
Church let the BandPlay, let the BandPlay
Let the BandPlay
Cheatham County, Cheatham County
Who who who the fuck am I
I'm the king of the hick shit
Right now I'm down in my laboratory
Makin' matrimony to this microphone
No cap at all
you know I ball like Lebron James
With like eight arms
I got
Only three people left, I got this
Killin' shit long range like Fortnite
I'm finna to tuck these haters in and whoop
Your head boy 'til it's nite
Dans ma tête
J'entends ces voix qui m'disent:
"mais fils fait ça
Ne trahis pas ceux qu't'aimes, soit pas
Complice du vice la vie, c'est ça
N'envie
porc frustré
Tu connais leurs sales jeux
Leurs fouilles au corps musclées allez hop
Il m'sort les menottes en moins d'deux
M'embarque au poste pour un
I'm so tired (so tired)
We must fall apart.
I'm so tired (so tired)
We can't fall in love.
I'm so tired, much tired
Of hearing their truth,
I'm so
interpretation can be different
Can change it as often as I like ah whoo hoo
I'm your favorite pet, Copy Cat
I'm like a photographer at a wedding party
I can
picture me stuck in the hood forever
You know I'm laid back
If my brother wanna go
Fuck it I'm with whatever
Continue applying pressure got my foot up up
I'm really back in my element
Feeling like weezy I'm back on my shit again yea
Spitting and flowing articulate
Feel like a militant how i be killing
Yeah
Aw
Whoa
Whoa
Hey
Ahh
Whoa
Whoa
Yeah
Aw
Whoa
Whoa
Hey
Ahh
Whoa
Whoa
All this gas I'm smoking, got me floating past the moon
Invasive sober
Walking in like two Steps
Heads turn
My face red my ears ringing
We Lined up to take a swing and I'm on deck
No playing partners with me
No slowly
Yeah, booted up, with the Gods (booted up)
Yeah, booted up, feel like I'm dying
Got arrhythmia, in my heart
Yeah, just know if I die please don't cry
Rock out
Ima rock out with that blicky
Man that choppa give you hickey
Ew
I'm just like ew
I'm just like ew
I'm just like ew
She gone
She gone eat me
(Know we kill)
(Know we kill)
(We don't fight fair)
(We don't fight fair)
(Know we kill)
(We don't fight fair)
Hold up(Huh huh huh huh)
Yeah yeah I'm
They say, I'm a spitting image of Tanny
Don't disrespect my granny it's getting grimmer than Mandy
Bitches inside the crowd and they claiming they
The way I'm living on my own
Stay the fuck out my zone
Smokin grass till I'm stoned
Bitch leave me alone
No one to talk on the phone
Leave a message
I know you want me
My soul was empty before
You came and saved me
I'm yours I'm yours lord
I know you want me
My soul was empty before
You came
hunnits
You a ten, you so lovely, yeah
Tryna get up on me, yeah aye
And shawty can't lie, I'm busy tonight
Don't judge me, yeah aye
I'm punching these
I'm stuck in traffic
I'm stuck in traffic again
I'm rolling down the window
And cranking up my stereo
Cause I'm stuck in traffic again
I don't want
involve me
A nigga speak on my name then It's RIP
You got smoke with me
Better leave it in streets
I been speeding
Yea I'm only worried about police
I get
would
And now you got me
Stumbling at your feet
And I'm down
And just say
That I'm yours
I'm yours, I'm yours, I'm yours
And you sold me out
Just like I
of my demons gorillas they not scared to bust
Run up lil' nigga we don't give a fuck
Run up lil' nigga I'm off of the acid I'm takin' yo stuff
Cause I
To feel alive I just fantasize
And I broke your heart now it's paralyzed
Let me hold you close let me make it right
Now I'm wishing you were here tonight
I
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