Lyrics:
the dirt away by goin viral, its a spiral
I try to stay out the mix so i dont get dizzy
The system turnin my own people to walt disney
Its quite silly
Don't wanna walk away let me hear the people say
The paparazzi flashes and that they think that it's you
But they don't know that who you are is not
move that thang got me like woah
It's a drive by in the club by the way she drop it low
I ain't switchin' for the fame I ain't never sell my soul
Whip it
Then I'll make you go extinct, quit rap
These niggas really pussies with a dick strap
Don't ever get it mix matched
Fuck around and you can get bitch
this hating
It's my turn I'm retaliating now
By the time the sun goes down
I know you feel me nigga, you feel me nigga
Lets ride yeah everybody gonna
no need for a blonde streak
Now let me chill, it's a sign of maturity
And I would never steal a chant from a black Greek fraternity
Elvis Elvis
that I gotta get by making music or I'm gonna hate my whole life
You just a fein Always calling me tryin to get me to come to your crib just to serve you
Tap into the things unseen put divine in motion
And when divine in motion
I don’t never know what’s going on
But I’m shol’ with it
My soul get it so I
Artist at mind
Swear I'm the last of my kind
I go the hardest you'll find
No I'm not signed
Don't put my name on the lines
Don't mix ya name up with
don't want smoke
Quote end quote
Woo, this is nature boy please don't make me go there
Y'all something like a new flame
Pussy I'm the old flare
But I'm
don’t believe me you
Can ask your uncle lover
So can I get a hug goodbye?
You smell fly like a
Rose that must be Electric P by Rhodes
Better yet don’t say
you get if you take a welsh boy?
Mix in some lunacy, mix in some noise
Mix in afliction with music addiction
Conviction and friction and leave it
pocus grams
Open armed greetings from the vixens what my soul demands
At times feeling she got more love for me than older friends
I hope this can
Let you
got hit on site
I make dodos chill on kites
Foes get shit on
Brand new fit
Got my face sit on
Cat got bit on
Dick got spit on it
Nice
Broken soul just
to fool me or yourself, bitch for real
Everybody know the deal, you ever get a hunch
To fuck around with Sha-Queen, then I know you out to lunch
get it
Momma told me go get it
I'd rather be dead, then broke out here living
I turn me a 4 to a 9 to a midget
Turn me a slight, to a midget let's get
another cup I mix the dirty make me lean and shit
Spent all of my money on these diamonds and they gleam and shit
Nigga please don’t test me cause I’m
watch make me
Seen every text that you sent
Never replied
Bad vibes don't exist
Cutting them ties
Breaking them bad habits
Like
Humping bunnies like
talk by the pillow
Don't get twisted she is goddess
She is just tired and she never promise
She my distraction
She know I'm stressed
I think I'm cursed,
like I talk Tai
Mix it with Spanish lingo
Seguimos El Messias Christo
By His Blood we're hechos iqual
"Let my people go": the sequel
Mi problems? All
the mother fucking hustle
What won't matter to us is if your ass looks like a bubble
Don't get me wrong I love when girls look healthy
Some ladies even shake
hey I ain't)
You know that I can't mind read ya ( and I can't, and I can't, okay, okay )
And sometimes I wish in my heart that you would let me know
Alright. Let's try it again.
Woody, what are you doin'?
You told me you knew how to use this thing.
Woody: Sorry.)
(Steve: Alright. Get it right this
the enemy
At the end of the day u just stressing me
Finna get calls in the morning
Only when the money straight callin
I don't want heartbreak
I don't need
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