Lyrics:
my wallet
Take my credit cards
Here's the watch that my Grandpa gave me
Here's the key to my car
Mister give it a whirl
But please, don't take
your Charles and yeah it's a sick one
Yeah we get the best they don't know where this shits from
Bang on that's everyones opinion
Big back and She
pie" just ain't attainable
So, how can I sustain a full life before death
Man, I'm left out here to make it by my goddamn self
Now come on, who gives
his house
Got the guidance, don't have doubt
Even in my self
Sycamore tree grew in the hole
I think its home to elves
Every time I hit the oil, resonate
lottery
One ticket, that's it!
Hey! A man's gotta dream
Don't mind him, he's all excited
'Cause Nina flew in at 3 A.M. last night!
Don't look
coat
Where's my bread, sucka?
Grab ya by the throat
Callin' all cars, one-adam-twelve
Pretty ass nigga, you better stick yourself
Militant, don't
Mafia
It is what it is after this one
I see all of you at the side
Ay, Rizzy said don't chase me
It is what it is after this one
I see all of you
wall
Only difference is Chuck might give you that call
To march on Friday, yeah, it's kind of frightening
Let me move so I don't get hit by the bolt
the dog on me call it Bolt
I'm in the field like I'm Torry Holt
Related to money like I'm kinfolk
Give him a name he'll be dead by dawn
Boy I'm a vet you
Know, I don't know, all that poping and talkin' just Keep it real bitch,
Tbh i dont give a fuck what they be saying they Just a parrot that's just be
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
Johnson you're a wearing
Your dresses way too high, it's reported you've been
Drinking and a running 'round with men and goin' wild
We don't believe you
of the rejection
Some say I make them sick, some say I heal them
It's like the Johnson & Johnson injection
So far from perfection but always had good intentions
You
to give
You drained my heart of all its love with every sweet caress
I keep saying o'er and o'er I don't love you anymore
Trouble is I don't love you any
my wallet
Take my credit cards
Here's the watch that my Grandpa gave me
Here's the key to my car
Mister give it a whirl
But please, don't take
put the key in the porsche
Drive me crazy while
The engine in sports
Just say the word if you're
All in your thoughts
Don't feel away it's my job
bought him
Glu’, I don’t dance for ‘em
You laugh, I stand taller
True clown vs profound - Smack
This a bad offer
Put your mans in front of laughter
And it
Meets Evil
I just don't give a fuck goin' full throttle on these sheeple
'Til I collapse, I hope Em, keeps dissin' the gays
Ugly white boys, and fuckin'
a bag full of money knocking at the door
I'm bout to pour it out the bag
Count it on the floor
Big bag of rubber bands by the night stand
In the wee
got this MAC on and you better stay in that corner
'Cause shit can turn into that song except I don't give a fuck what day it is
I'll have this club
of children? Well, it's only natural
Yes, you can't get away from it
There are branches everywhere
And it's safe? Yes, sir
Deep down, down between the trees
fire, then make sounds
My mic on, my voice loud
Sirius sailing on waves
Cracking a brew
Cracking in, swimming away
I got a plot but don't give it away
n*****
Matter of fact I got no diss track yet
Oou don't let me go Messi y'all
Cuz my bars alone is top tier
You got murdered by a pastor who lives with
even know me
If you really want me
Then give me some time
Don't go there baby
Not before I'm ready
Don't say your heart's in a hurry
It's not like we're
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