Lyrics:
from the pain it's undergone
Whereupon we kill the beat when the mic ain't on
That's my motherfuckin' procedure
I'm cold with the flow I will freeze
I just wana get high
Spend some time with my mind in the sky
I just wana get high
And stare at the clouds
As the time passes by
I don’t wana waste no
with lights and a bunch of wreaths
Nostalgia right now got you in a juncture
Make sure this holiday never loses wonder
Wrapping these gifts, I'm rapping
insane
I'm feelin superman I pulled off wit my Lois lane
How she turn spring garden into love park
We still on track like by the train back where our love
Locked in for real for real
The light over here
We good, ahhh
Move like wolf if I see a sheep then I gotta feast
I'm from the coast I'm talking east
just 'cause I ain't want to ask for it (nah)
You're fucking with these rats, so y'all niggas useless
We're street niggas, I'm judging you by who
paint a picture of the shit I know like a Rembrandt
Yeah motherfucker I'm callin it an anthem
There's room on the bandwagon come and join the fandom
I'm
melee, fuck a gun, fuck a shooter
Bitch 16 by 9, we gon' boot you like computer
I'm swerving UFO, futuristic tech scooter
Heard them talkin down, store
on an envy bandwagon
Gloomy room, old guest, short breath, nostalgia and sad groaning
You’re completely lost
Petrified by fear
Adding vodka, apple cider
failing”
And you hate our current president
And “the wage gaps are alarming”
Well it’s time to end the bandwagon!
These trends are overdue
Andd now i’m
It's Friday and my bills are due
My 3 month old baby need some shoes
Can you feel what I'm going through
Clock on the wall keeps ticking tockin
damages
But the six by nines, they can't handle this
I'm twenty-three so I'm far from a young buck
This gin and juice is gettin' me pumped up
Fake
into everything not constricting emotion
Chilling by this lake that's looking as big as the ocean
While sipping the potion while I'm forgetting
shinnin' like I'm richer
But chrome wheels spinnin' so people can take a picture
Ain't never comin' flo throw some diamonds in my jaw
Put some pipes
shinnin' like I'm richer
But chrome wheels spinnin' so people can take a picture
Ain't never comin' flo throw some diamonds in my jaw
Put some pipes
my name
I think I need my own parade
It's MursDay baby and don't it sound so crazy
Come on and hop on the bandwagon
Grown men for the win no
Mob shit bitch
I know you know
But check game doe
I'm in the S-C 4-double-oh
Sitting real low, stick in the flo', oh
The hoe want me to come
What's up Prime
Let's go
Still floatin'
Float
I'm in the Tesla, on autopilot being mindful
Realizing that success is really just survival
See we
and wearing them
They all local you can never say I'm bandwagon
Just another weed smoking rapper with his pants sagging
Watching all my bands stacking straight
momma cry
Pops work 9-5 plus that over time
Man I know my nigga tired
Life passing me by
I'm fuckin round getting high
Claim it's to get inspired
Scared
signed by majors
Fuck that price of paper all the way to its printer
As I quarantine, stay hustling and I'm selling my liquor
Then contravene laws
the east coast
Always surrounded by weed smoke
You can walk in my shoes when yo feet grow
Go to sleep late wake up early for this
I'm the one that wake
Yo, uh
You can catch me on my ones or I'm rolling with the bandwagon
This ain't a band though so call us the G wagonz
I'm still tryna put my feet
even trying to be modest
Can't be a greatest of all time when
I still come up with lines like
I'm harder than an Onix
"Ummmmm what did he just say"
Yeah
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