Lyrics:
gave me you number anyway you were on the talcum
Powder, how's about them oranges?
Moved away from home to school with big plans
By day, studied
In your city we don’t check in
Back in ‘16, niggas dissed
We was stepping
We did 30 plays
Michael with the left hand
I need new bands
She need new
me gased up
Hear it with me cold Dean dick now assed up
See I be rocking truey and my belt by Louie
I hope that ain't your girl cause I know you
peace
I'm shooting up your album release
Baggin' bricks with your niece
Come and get you a piece
I'm taking responsibility for
The murder increase, it's
your first born child'll come out
With a colostomy bag as the afterbirth
I don't give a fuck
Nigga, I'll show up to Beyonce's show posin' as Jay Z
forward onward 'less we go back?
Don't nobody wanna be original and everyone thinking they bad
Rolling up on reinvented wheels 'cause it got chrome don
on to your dream, don't ever give it up
Finally had my share of success, and shit, I can't get enough
Now they know my name through the nation
Cause my single
it don't mix
And you don't even know you're waiting for your rhyme fix
But my mind sticks, my rhyme hits, your mind gets
Amputated, 'cause your
from the pain
Run from the past
High from the future
Don't be afraid
I don't even know when this
All began
So Imma bring it all back
With a master plan
I don’t need a wallet cause my money can’t fold
I’m running up a check just like I'm Usain Bolt
How am I richer than you and you sold your soul
the way of the world
It ain't got back, can't get back
You say it won't get back, shit I hope it don't get back
I'm creeping with you, sleeping with you
touch my soul
Feed me freedom sounds you made
Help me find my way to a state of grace
Lift me up with your weight
Pull me to the grace
She don
home, I wake up every day tryna get it done, mix the hen with the shroom, now I'm too throwed, she keep throwin' it back, now I'm too swoll, I come from
(brr)
Then go on a date with a stick, ask Keisha (Keisha)
They gon' send the plug back, if he don't get a Visa
Used to make a jugg on the backside
it mix right, mix right
She gon throw it back on the dick like woah
Pull up in the midnight
Midnight, midnight
On the hips then ghost
Sipping on that
done heard you got rich huh?
You don't fuck around with us in the hood no more huh?
You know it's funny how shit changes, right?
How life can loosen up
fuckin' 'em up with diesel
What's pumpin' the shotgun?
Real neccesary cause all we want is a little respect
That's all we want but nigga, you don't feel
life like a hammock, invested like stocks
Through your sinus complex, I aims to clog it up
Slappin' fives with pain is a crew here to gain
We remain
life like a hammock, invested like stocks
Through your sinus complex, I aims to clog it up
Slappin' fives with pain is a crew here to gain
We remain
on)
Maybe these drugs are way too strong (Way too strong)
Mix it with the faygo till I start to feel numb, uh (Till I start to feel numb)
I'm back, i'm
light on who deceive and mislead
In your face filled up with greed, don't wanna see you succeed
It's the devil who feeds off the minds of those who need
In a way I feel stuck
So much fake love and
The hatred
What a shame man it sucks
I don't pay that shit much
My attention stays up
Imma Heru
Nothin
Know, if you got
Them T-shirts right there
You're on your own i do a lot like ACME
My brain is like an everything factory
I don't beef or clash with
of been ran it up but you ran off
Now you wanna come around me with ya hands out
By the boop by the bang blowh
Blood stains all on the carpet like I'm
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