Lyrics:
Nobody out here
Put it down like I do it
Nobody gonna ride like I do it
Grind like I do it
Fight like I do it
Nobody gonna wanna
Hold it down like I
Uh
Tell my people I got em
Ain't falling for nun
These niggas be bitches
Ain't standing for nun
My nigga I got it
I'm aiming for sum
Uh
You see how
He makes me cry
He makes me bleed
He wanna see me on my knees
I only stay for the money
He hates me
I can't fuckin breathe
He makes me wanna slit my
Look, I ain't Akon, I ain't "Mr. Lonely"
Two twins in the lobby, call me Mr. Moseby
Bitch, yeah, we live the suite life
The shit I'm sippin', I ain't
Get to close, slice you up like Madea
Slice you up like Madea
Yeah I kick back
I kick back put my feet up
Undercover John Cena, royal rumble boy I
the church like
I've been chilling with demons
And so Halloween is the theme of the season like woah
I've been chilling with servants of anarchy
So we've been
You sent me your nudes, what a mistake
Be grateful I'm not that person
I'm not fake
I don't take
Give too much it makes my heart ache
Scars go deep
Living my life to the fullest (To the fullest)
Look at my shoes they the newest (They the newest)
Niggas be hating I'm clean (I'm clean)
Im calling
Suddenly it is colder
I can feel it in my bones
We are holding hands
But it is not keeping me warm
Do not walk away
You are the air that I breath
Fresh out this shit nigga
I'm Fresh out, uhh uhh
In this foreign car with the gang on go
Ain't nobody lacking gotta make it home
I get busy get this
Do this shit with ease I aint even tryin'
You messin with the wrong one bullets get to flyin'
Having visions of me pulling up I'm inna ghost
You can
How come my xanax don't do shit
I try to remove it
But I'm stuck here on the floor
I'm kinda sick of this poor shit
How I'm working a 9 to 5 just
I don't know how
I don't know how to breathe
I don't know why
I feel the way i feel
If i could tell you
Exactly how i feel
If i could show you
How
I know you seen them in there with the bottles
I know you seen then in there with the models
I know you seen them in there with the yeah
I know you
It's been a minute
They think I'm winning
Cause of all of the grinning
But they don't know what's going on
They don't know what's going on
Pushed
I'm fucking that bitch she's a Pornstar
Tell me that she like my Audemar
Hop in the whip it's a fast car
She wanna fuck in a nascar
I know all her
Woah, woah
My master (ohhhh)
Mmm, yeah
He tied me down (again)
Til I could not make a sound
He said he could kill me now
And I'd say thank you with
I'm sitting on a throne
Never asked for it
Like Moses
God chose us
Enough Rainy days in the trenches
Ready to risk it all
No allies free for all
I
Leave
Leave
Cause your not true to me
People always change up
They don't wear the same clothes
When I'm puffing on the J I don't know where my brain
You Said What
I'm geeked as fuck
Damn
Bitch i'm fucking geeked as fuck
High as fuck
Let's go
I'm in a dream
I'm in a dream now
I'm in a dream
I'm in
Oh you're too fast and sweet I'm waiting for your lies
Lost the progress I made I kicked it to the skies
Untie my shoes in the hills
Untie my shoes
Now I can teach them I feel like a monk
I run up a ticket while you in a slump
Giuseppes on me no these bitches not dunks
When I was in school man I
Getting the bag and I'm saving my bread you know that's my innermission
I ain't tripping bout your expensive taste because I got a bigger picture
No friends oh ooh I don't feel alright I don't feel alright ooh
I don't have no friends cause I lost all of mine
Every day I'm fine I'm not feeling
Discuss these a 1 Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In