Lyrics:
That's why I smoke this weed
To feel the highs
Yo, Word to Maya Angelou
I am the sun "Still I rise"
Just like a phoenix from its ashes
Death by flames,
It's February 2016 i'm bout to open for Lady
Leshurr at Gramercy Theater
Was booked by Christian and he picked me
And if you asked me then I never
According to a recent tweet by Iggy Azalea
"Diss songs shouldn't be filled with
Celebrity name drops to pad out lazy bars"
I beg to differ
Rihanna
real proud, no cartoon in it this beat is a cow, I'm milkin' the shit, yeah
Hold on, lul matt, don't play no games with these hoes
Yeah, females come
building like an ISA
I need to take a trip, get a firearm,
Put it to my head, ima ice-ha
Death is calling like a lyca, if my friend is calling, he probably
It's BiGG MaTT baby
Pop a squat on the rock
Take a sec baby
Breathe
Breathe
When you gonna drop your EP
I don't know man
When you gonna make it
I
bitches/right back for the summer
I Told y'all bitches/I'd be straight by the summer
Cargo shorts white V-Neck
Big feet on the car like a T-Rex
I got my
out of key
Oh, baby I get by (Ah, with a little help from my friends)
All I need is my buddies (Ah, with a little help from my friends)
I say I
came to lead 'em
I ain't saying they your enemies, they ain't your friends neither
The evidence is picture perfect
Once upon a time it was a
White hand
(let's chill)
I need somebody I can build with
I need somebody I can hold tight
Winter time in a full-length Snow White
Anytime we together feels so
(let's chill)
I need somebody I can build with
I need somebody I can hold tight
Winter time in a full-length Snow White
Anytime we together feels so
a runner
Went behind her back gave all
Her friends my number
She roll another blunt up
Blowin' till I pass out
Made it rain twenty racks
Still pullin' cash
green
Is when you get dissed by a kidnap magazine
I give a fuck about these mothafuckas
I'm doin' this jam to save my hip-hop brothers
Get your
to the party
But I'm not going to make friends
I need a lover
Everybody's looking for somebody
For somebody to take home
I'm not the exception
I
They think me mad
Say I need help
Because they don't understand
And because I dress like the Keebler Elf
But come meet my friend
He lives in my home
(Tellin' your body to come along, but white lines blow away)
Ticket to ride, white line highway
Tell all your friends, that they can go my way
Pay your
and just kill mics
And show these people what my level of skill's like
But I'm still white, sometimes I just hate life
Something ain't right, hit
Na, na, na, na (Yea)
Na, na, na, na
Feel like I’m living in hell
My whole life been shit
All I need is cash
All I need is paper
Fuck a friend, my
drop-top white Corvette
Now he's buying keys, making G's
And all the girls say "Won't you please
Take me" In the City of Dope
See I'm hard as hell, no
I'mma steal this land
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way way back to the first black man
Long ago before the white man could paint
The black
white, don't get no blood on the dope
Burden on my head, dawg I need to get some bread
Chopper and a mask, gotta heater bustin heads
Now its music in
special recipe (cupcake cupcake)
His purple pills made it in by mistake
White bread, toppings, doughnuts, muffins, cupcake dough
Cupcake, Cupcake Joe
All he
Hey there, I need to caution you
I've been acting a little irrational
This white powder had something in it
I hit the car and it got dented
I
If we get locked up by the night, I know them folk gone try and hold us
Got gram for nigga on white, and we keep siph' for niggas who poured up
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