Lyrics:
(gon' change that game around)
And I bet (y'all really gon' hate him now)
Why don't you come ride with me? Ooh-wee
Skrrt, oh (gon' break it down)
the house, what up
Got a jar full of dope and a box of blunts
Hoes in the house, if you see em turn em out
Bitches walkin by sayin hi to me
And niggas
Two scratchers, beef jerky, and a power ball
Two scratchers, beef jerky, and a power ball
I paint self hate portraits in acrylic
Since
nigger
This our country why don’t you all fucking leave nigger
While you down there suck my dick & get a kick out of that
The two things I hate the most
I’ll take one question i wanted
To vibe off an idea, and then I
Can riff off of that…they said I’ve
Got 20 minutes or so, i might go longer
OK,
attention
You know we ain't through
You know we ain't through
You know we ain't through
One minute you hate me
The next one I hate you
But still I can't
your life up
Now you wanna fight but, two worlds are gonna collide 'cause...
I'm mentally ill, am I sick?
I'm fucking lives up in minutes
These bitches
Bitch, you know that it some codeine
I done fell in love with the drugs, I hate bein' sober
Always by my lonely
Call that bitch and I'ma get her over
Bend
down right in front of this mirror and start picking myself apart
Broken down piece by piece then get to writing and put all shards in art
I hate that
will pay by taking harm
Please Allah send me back for a minute
Let me just pray and do some dhikr
We gave you the signs of the final hour but only now
Our communicative disease
He takes two minutes to let go of my hand
Three days, don't hear from him again
I know it's over by day four
One conversation
at the SeaTac Hilton?
I'll guarantee ev'ry word's the Gospel truth
Got witnesses ta prove it, too,
'Cause we all toured with a fella by the name a' Milton
Now
hate this feelin'
Innocent niggas get shot at, in the broad day, the A.M
I asked him for a play-by-play of how their whole day went
He said he went
to brawl
With the ‘Check, one, twos’
And the ‘Yes, yes, y’alls’!
The rest fall by the wayside
Chased with the eight
I’d rather chill and build with the
Real
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
And when I get a minute, I'll spend the life with you
But all the time I spend grinding just ain't enough for me and you
Now I know that
Been around,
like that one?"
"Yes Trey, I like it"
And she like that
Talk down get popped like a price tag
Hate it when the days nice but the nights bad
Got some gold
it's on some scut work
Under the table' trabaja
W'2's, 9 to 5, late shift
Morning shift, 2nd shift, hey!
Wait a minute! Wow!
Charlie says "Back to work,
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
hate me, I'm so defiant
And I can get stupid just by droppin science
(Get)
(Get)
(Get funky)
I'm droppin science
beat me in a bet
Tryna work it out with every other set
No stress for a minute
I be live in a minute
They be hopping all around
Nigga get me five minutes
Standin by the bar
See every time ying yang catch a vibe
They say we too hype, beg us too be quiet
Thats all good if we was in a church
But niggas be
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
We stayed in by the telly
Although the room was smelly
We spent our time just kissing
The Railway Arms we're missing
But love had got us hooked up
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