Lyrics:
You lift me up to shoot me down
It looks painful for you to smile
I feel a space between your hug
I hate the way you show me love
You ain't
and marijuana)
My game is new Omo no be taboo(my game is new and its not fake)
I gat many rap styles, Omo men Mon pitu
Eeba(I’m an expert)
Bad belle okay
Pardon my French, but
Je t'aime putain
Feel I speak another language at times
Not 'cause you don't understand me
No, it's the other way around
I'm Better
I’ve Been Holding up my tears
I Think it’s time to let it go
Baby Do you think I’m weak
To Crawl back into your arms
Don’t Wanna deal
How the fuck you bouta say
I gotta stop smoking so I can record
And then I just be high as fuck rapping anyway
It's about that time, but you knew I
I'm going crazy with my craft just like Doctor Mannette
Bury my shoe making tools cause i won't stop until my death
I have made too many songs that
When I'm on my own, Always feel like I'm in my zone
If I'm in a crowd, Imma feel like I'm still alone
I don't get no text, I don't get no calls
I
(it's my time,I gotta shine)
Started from The streets now I'm heading for the city
When I'm in the city I'll be flying over cities
I trust nobody,
Birds of the same feather gone flock together
If she flyer than the rest
And she thottin I'm a let her
We ain't even much a thing
So this ain't
limousine
With the truth, I'm a light a beam
Not 1 Not 2 Not 3...
On the streets with the Word and a Dream
We Don't stop we the crop of the cream
With
In the kitchen yeah
I put the wrist on a mission yeah
Say what is cooking
I say I'm about my business yeah
I pray enough and make the money my
I said I'm living, living
Tell me how you feeling
I feel so appealing
Floating on a cloud like there ain't no ceiling, yeah
I say that I'm living
I
I need my bros, my hoes
And my Mimos... sas
Mimosas
Drinking mimosas smoking the same
I got a chunky bitch who give me brain
You just a fuck you
Tryna do something smooth with a groove like its 2002
And I never gave a damn about a motherfuckin' rule
Put your hands up in the sky
If you know you
we all gotta tussle wit
But the pain made me strong that's how I got these muscles bitch
Started from bottom ain't no limit to the top
Run this
Niggas smoking tree while they throwing shade
I ain't gon quit till I’m in my grave
I don’t want the fame I just wanna get paid
Shawty stripping down
I was bout 12 when we went to Lake Tahoe
Carpooled to soccer games in back of Tahoe's
I was 5'6" never thought I'd be tall though
Now I'm 6'2"
It's Tuesday night
No, I shouldn't be out this late
No, I'm not alright
Has it come to this?
I'm insecure
Lately I don't recognise myself
No, not
Wine stains in my hair
Gold drippin' till I'm clean
Don't even need to care
Truth be told I can cause a scene
Caught you in the world
It was dull
What would happen if I told you that my life ain’t been the same no more
When we talk feel like we ain’t it shit else to say nomore
I don’t wanna
It’s been a while since I felt like I need you here
Is this part of letting go
And it feels like I’m living by my own rules
I won’t shed another tear
I be fresh as fuck nigga
Hit that dope it fuck whicha
I be rollin backwoods
Smokin dope you would never catch me with a swisher
They like "oh he
Gettin' cash quick
Dope burnin' slow bitch bad an she thick
I was down bad but I knew that wasn't it
Got up in my bag now I'm takin' care of business
It takes time none of this ain't overnight
Live life like my last the lord could take my ass tonight
I'm alright never blinded by the light
I'm just
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