Lyrics:
, John
Think you're gonna like
I think you're gonna like it
Once you've given the jungle a chance
Think you're gonna like it
Once you've given it
and the shoes do fit you
If you're superficial, we're not looking for advice
People don't want to hear it, left scratching like its head lice
For all the boys
went bezerk, it's like clockwork
Rockport Mr. Raw God, hold the fort
Collect thoughts, elect sports, sideswipe, by the white horse
French
like I do
Yo, you can't do better than that?
The hotel clerk who adjusts the bathroom mat?
Now you lose sponsorships that you thought had your back
daughter
So I'm hard on a bimbo
When it come to the bars
Shit harder than the laws
Made by Jim Crow
I feel like Leo
I'm stuck in limbo
Do whatever to get
that's the adult thing to do
Sometimes you just need closure
Dear Brittany,
It's May twenty eighth, Eleven:thirty seven PM and
My mind is racin', I don't
couldn't sleep
I needed Benadryl
Nowadays im in my thoughts and I can barely chill
Nowadays ya own niggas the ones that get you killed
Spend money like
myself again
We shootin' shots like pretend
Tryna live like Jim and Pam
I'ma work for Charlie, he gon' work for you
And it's gon' work out in the end
play
Fla is where I stay
It's Tampa, Orlando and Tally today
Man fuck what you heard and fuck what they say
Hollywood, Lauderdale, and the Coco way
It's
Yeah I don't do it by the
You do it your way
I'm doing it different
In love with the music
But I don't fuck with the system
Don't call me a rapper
Call
you kiss it
Then you taste it
I road around with my antennas up like
Television way before the satellite
K Dot mechanisms, learn something
I could tell
the air, make it rain, akh
Got a new jigga now, man trained that
Free Slim Jim, broski from way back
Way back, kway back
You know it's all love when
The gang
I want to pull strings like Jimi Hendrix
Blow minds like Kurt Cobain
Open doors like Jim Morrison
I want the whole world to know my name by twenty
I'm just, Tryna Get my life, Right
It's a curfew, We can't Come out at, Night like
I'm trying to, Get my Money & my, Mind right
Cause I sleep, By day
girl, you can ask her what the dick be like
At monster madness doing drive by's on a fucking fixie bike
Fuck it moron, snorting Oxycontin, wearing
They hung a sign up in our town
"If you live it up, you won't live it down"
So she left Monte Rio, son
Just like a bullet leaves a gun
With her
down in Boynton, rolling two spliffs, double jointed
Usually let em get it but might check em like its unemployment
Plans to plant these money trees,
watch, time face
On FaceTime with my girl and it's late and
Sunrise on the East side
Carolina blue skies
Last cover was a black Ford
Fort Lauderdale like I
she b wet constantly
She be causing mini tsunamis
A gon pull up in a Maserati
Me imma pull up in a Bugatti
Imma switch it up real quick
Do you believe
Uh Yeah
Felling like i'm back again
Prices up i'm taxing em
Just take me back to Lauderdale
I was just a bad ass jit
Gift you with this parcel flow
to the green I'm not talking the weed but I still the tree's
I feel like jim carry I make these boys scary
Pull up with a mask when I pull up on the scene
It's
now
Peace out from do and Raw Fusion
If you seen it, you know what I mean
Yo
(People from everywhere watchin the show)
(You're intrigued by
murdered in the streets, fine line
Who can learn
Pray for the children (I pray)
I pray for our healing (I pray)
I know you feel it (I know you feel it
murdered in the streets, fine line
Who can learn
Pray for the children (I pray)
I pray for our healing (I pray)
I know you feel it (I know you feel it
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