Lyrics:
You consider me the young apprentice
Caught between the Scylla and Charibdes
Hypnotized by you if I should linger
Staring at the ring around your
abundance
Its like the worth of words is getting cheaper by the dozen
Or was there even realness in the first place
Aye yo spark another one man its my
the morning
Fried chicken at night
Ranch my body
Take one more bite
Waking up confused, with you by my side
I know that we just fucked
But it was just one time
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my
fingers (For her love)
By the strength in my hands (For her love)
By the blood that flows in my veins (For her love)
By the pulse of my beating heart
Don't be cautious, don't be kind
You committed, I'm your crime
Push my button anytime
You got your finger on the trigger, but your trigger
the bread, ain't bout no crumbs
Ain't no twisting fingers just for fun
Lose a fight and they might pop the trunk
By the time they done
You gon' really know
pictures, my trigger finger just might flick it
Take your life and them guys wit' ya can die wit' ya
I'm a fly figure (uh)
Net worth in the nine figures
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my
Don't be cautious, don't be kind
You committed, I'm your crime
Push my button anytime
You got your finger on the trigger, but your trigger
the pain ain't gonna heal by you drinking all that potion
Baby girl rest ya fingers u don’t have to hit me up
You saying u feel sorry for me girl you’re
the crowd
With my fingers up
She wanna hop inside my Benz
She wanna tell her friends
This bitch don't got comfortable
She call me by my government
I am
fingers back at you
Oh so quickly we accuse
Casting judgment’s what we do
If God’s grace never came through
You’d point those fingers back at you
Rap’s
Yeah
Who's got that style sick?
Rip up the mic, clout, go wild kid
Money coming now I've opened my eyelids
Middle finger to the sky
I'm a rudeboy
If you’re offended by what I say, good
I’m not an actor but I live like it’s a drama piece
We’ve never been the same, bitch your life’s a comedy
I
I got thirty-three guns but I only got ten fingers
I got thirty-three guns but I only got ten fingers
I been stung by a lizard with a super deep
Duh, duh, duh, duh
Duh, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh
Walking down the street and I'm finger snapping
Ladies walking all the dogs and the beat is clapping
rolling steady hand
And pull me close to you
But you really loved me at the Monte Carlo Hotel
Fingers had me blushing like red neon signs
Sinking in some
Four Finger Johnny
I met a guy called Four Finger Johnny
He had a glass eye, wore a neck-tie
He was a mean old bugger with a heart of gold
Just
cutting my fingers
Just to count your friends!
The guilt you got left! Guilt you got left!
Spending my free time, surrounded by fools!
Well the deeper
nigga
Fuck up the moola, surrounded by shooters
I did it for ya'll, my nigga
Know I keep my circle small, couple niggas
Couple brauds middle fingers
Escorted by his majesty's armoured and rarified
Might be a little scared - screw it
Spent all our lives working, grinding for their profit
Now we're sitting
Pinky rings holding stones
I think I could hold my own
Feeling like a Corleone
Go and prick the finger
Taking 40's to the dome
Probably how I lost my
No one there for me
It kinda hurts you never cared for me
Throw a middle finger up in the air for me and glare for me
Your panties
Drop a couple
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