Lyrics:
"Owwwww!" Lie them in a pile
and date em all like they goin out of style
It's the L-O-are-D, F-I-N-E-double-S-E
It's not my fault, that a lot of girls sweat
some s*** that they don't mean to get to know you
Give a lame too many chances, he gon' f*** around and show you
That the b****** only for you when they
the greatness of success
I've been depressed
I live with it
Comin' back and I feel with it
What's an album? I'm done with it
Just afraid to see it fly by
Think
Petrol burn bake off by the flats
I don't know about shorty Shane
Man step on the block with samurai sam
Big sword like yo hold dat
Man juck it in
by my side, m balling (Balling)
No drink and drive though, cuz m floating (Yaa)
She popping it, that ain’t a cold drink (hehe)
Pull up my car like
told myself I ain't taking shit from
Nobody my whole life I bottle this pain just to please everybody
All emotions you mix this petrol, with a little
that this album deserved to be crafted with the utmost respect
For both the history of the holiday
And the positive emotions that Christmas invokes in
More than the average bear that’ll roam around in the forest
You hit it off with Drea that jealousy was euphoric
That month I made an album and no one
Chewing gum sticks
Well to fur coats.
A seized engine just won't start,
Sand in the petrol tank
Means that delivery's going nowhere.
When the new death
the trumpets band, and
They say they want the drugs to stop
But I'm a major setback when my album drop
I got that wet crack flow out ya mami's pot
I got that
the trumpets band, and
They say they want the drugs to stop
But I'm a major setback when my album drop
I got that wet crack flow out ya mami's pot
I got that
bounce with her, puff a ounce with her, not wise, not with
Papi chill, get sloppy, get killed by
Blood streams the guillotine f'real, yeah
Pop bottles
at night
The moon will illuminate my room and soon I'm consumed by my doom
Once upon a time nobody gave a f***
It's all said and done and my c***'s been
McKnight
Nudging my gal so me I no get your timing
Like death note I cancel clowns in my rhyming
You try to call me f that I’m busy writing
In front
know I gotta leave with a message
Now as soon as you press play on this album
You hear the turmoil that plagues our surroundings
But I got a few things
Oh yea
This is for my real fans let me talk about them
Right around with my first album
Remember that shit talk about it
You put me here
M.I 2
a yawn mower
To finish up the final Jetta album to brawl over
Ironic that I'm done but when I drop this sh*t y'all over
Because this sh*t y'all under
Coz I ain't got room for emotions
Built for war
I was groomed by them Trojans JESUS
In my heart there's an ocean of pain
And the doors that I close
that they're by your side
I hope you know you are we
I just thank you so much, um, for listening to this album
And just thank you for giving your
attention, so let's watch it unfold
I guess I f**kin' fuse an indie or a major
Got a new album all day, get you some of this recipe flavor
Off top, 15 beat
(ooh-ooh)
Pain don't care if you not
Pain don't care what you got
Pain gon' f- up your spot
Pain gon' f- up your-, pain gon'-
Pain don't care if you rich
Heading to that platinum record with the platinum frame
Then you see me
Riding round, yeah we whippin' in a spaceship
COVID 19 really got my mindset in
and a king
Some people never get a chance
Different emotions because I met that girl in France
Before the age of seven they program your mind
People don’t read
nigga a hoe
Bitch that's a travisty
Its sad to see that she gone in the head while I'm
F**king this nigga busting nuts in your bed
I work on emotions
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