Lyrics:
Thought it was me & you, not no more
Lil' bitch, I got my cake up, don't come back
Shawty said she hate me, like, lil' bitch, how I deserve that
She making
learn from my mistakes I don't regret no decision that I made
Only thing I regret is the chances I aint take
I can't stress a bitch I got bigger problems
It, no not me
Some will try to tell you
It doesn't grow on trees but moneys paper
Paper we get it from the trees
Not the route of evil just
The root
yourself
So no one can hear your cry for help
I just don't understand why
You put yourself through this
Over and over again
Baby, don't ever let anyone hurt
no illusion
Tinie Tempah, come in
A hundred thousand people everybody mosh pitting
I make the most of every minute that the clock give me
So
holmes I'm back on my shit
I don't mangle I'm like Pringles stackin my chips
Clappin' my fifth you the test me types
Comin' out wit a blade and get
close down at Kilroy's
Still don't have one to review
And yeah that kills me inside
This is no elegant lie
I wish we had blowout party at Grant Street
(Dominick, Hi)
(Yeah Yeah, New Wave, Yeah Yeah, No, No)
All this hurt got me in my bag
First it was these bitches then I lost my fam
Probably was
and I don't quit
I get pushed to the limit, and yo that's it
Step by step, I put an end to your fun
Cause I'm the chosen one, yes me my son
A young kid
know I'm the best
You said you love me, which I could forget
No more excuses, I got nothing left
You had no patience when I was a mess
Life goes
shit to do
To the ones that slept on me, I hope it ain't a Serta
My ex turned out to be no different from the people who hurt her
Sometimes you gotta
past
Don't want this to be my last (oh no)
Vibrations in my head
Demons in my bed
Emotions running high
I got nobody to ride
Nobody by my side
the shit that you did
It hurt me more
And that's why
I just want to be alone
I learned
Sometimes it's better to be alone
Today I blocked your number
Deleted
my way!
I! (do it my way I)
I don't need no one else to come in My side! (Keep it on my side)
I'm too hurt my fucking pride!
(I'm too hurt my fucking
he don't, so the closest thing you got is me
Ain't no damn near a rapper this loc' as me
Cook Coke on top is how it's 'sposed to be, nigga
Yeah
the start, hopin' it don't tear me apart
Young black deliquent with a ghetto smile
He want it, I want it, I ain't the only nigga on it
Only nigga hungry
contradictions
don’t you make a move or I will shoot
An yeah it hurts sometimes but that’s the truth
The March of million men I take lead
So the way that we bleed
you meant to hurt me surely, I know that for certain
I cannot fuck with you no more
I'm not in love with you no more
But my soul stuck with you, oh no
We don't do too much, we just on HULU we kicking it
Thirty more minuets then I got to go
She wanna see me preform at my show (What)
Draw up a play,
a while so it ain't no sort of race
Guilty by association, caught with me? That's four to eight
It's more to say, I hope you get the lesson straight
My girl
you ain't gettin no more tries
Hate to make a nubian mother weap, but fuck it
Long as I don't hear the hoe cry
Split a beam between his eyes and make
other niggas make memes (Hmm)
I'm on a money routine
I don't want smoke, I want cream
I don't want no more comparisons
This is a marathon and I'm
Wrist hurt from the cooking I got carpal tunnel (Yeah, woah)
Carpe diem
Shawty look like sia, no you couldn’t see em
But the body poppin
Should
dwell in happiness because I pay no mind to critics or whatever negativity the universe's serving to the people
Only thing above me is the law
"Don't
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