Lyrics:
Yeah shawdy just said I look perfect
She wanna come thru and work it
I gotta show her the ropes
Not even scratching the surface
They use to laugh
Wishing on a shooting star as it kills you
Separated by the start of a new plague
We've been living in the dark need a new day
So we fail at the sights
from
So I extend my hand to my man, screaming, "I'm on my way!"
Yes I rap but best believe
Them things still get wrapped by Papi, screaming, "It
'Cause we need a little controversy
'Cause it feels so empty without me
Little hellions, kids feeling rebellious
Embarrassed, their parents still
the fall of the empire
We're living through the fall of the empire
And we don't even know what is meant by it
And we don't even know what is meant by it
turns out the drugs aint even help
Rise and shine woke up feeling a mess
She blew my mind good head good weed
Now I'm feeling my best I still got
Even at my worst, I'm the best
Make this shit hard to digest
I'ma blow up, make it toxic
Dick in my bitch like a socket
Bitch, I am up
Bitch, I am up
just can't let it go
Because the thought of you is making me lose control
Accept the worst, hope for the best
I'm putting you above all the rest
Giving
me feeling I’m card less
Even though I’m blessed
I still feel like a target
I went for success I’m living out where the stars is
My son feel
Nigga, I'm Different By Choice
(Aye, Don't you for a second get it twisted, none of this shit came easy
Niggaz been putting in that work)
I been
Nigga, I’m Different By Choice
(Aye, Don’t you for a second get it twisted, none of this shit came easy. Niggaz been putting in that work)
I been
You walk through the night just groping
It's still alright, you're hoping
Love can be all or nothing
But even when its nothing
It's still the best
Gonna stack me a clean mil
Run around holding 40s still
While I'm kicking it, feet up in Brazil
Damn these bitches always on me still
Even though
song so shitty
It ain't even got no thousand views
That's the demon in my head
Trying to make me doubt myself
I know I'm a vet
Still sitting on the bench
through the hood
Just stopped by to say what's up
And let you know
Your baby boy ain't doing so tough
And even though you passed
Going on four long
em in trunks
Wake the fuck up it's the first of the month
Cash out
I don't cash in
This visa don't work
For all of my opps
I pray for the worst
For all
of the world this cruel word
World of shit that ruins Even The best
The best being kids that know nothing yet
The one time I asked for your help
You had already
that anytime
Baby, you're my only type
You're the best
You're the wrost
Feels so good and then it hurts
It hurts, oh
I'm blessed, I'm cursed
But
Sleeping on it working overtime yeahh
Might take any period it's not a crime yeahh yeahh
Looking as stiff
Working by limbs hope i don't fall
I meet
I did
Can’t move like the kid
Even though you be, yeah
Tryna be the female me
Tryna find peace
By being a copy of some unique
Bitch you siphoned my
to see that
You ain't even really you no more you love vanity
The Real You
I just wanna know the real you
When it's all said and done are you still you
stolen solo
Try and fight it but bro you're so slow
Read the past in their eyes, life flashes by
Everything goes in slow-mo
Wasted eight of your nine,
By the Christians, it is written
That in the black Myrthian age
There existed an addiction to blood, blood, blood, blood
Drink it up, fifty
just leave me? Tell me it’s not easy.
I hope that you believe me when I tell you I want you to stay, I want you to stay.
Feeling hard done by as if I
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