Lyrics:
real, too many IG reels
I just wanna be heard, I don't even want no deal
Reactions...Satisfactions...Conceited...Conceited
bitches wanna do like me
But I'm too classy for they ass, they can't be like me
Uh uh uh uh no I didn't stutter
Turning all the heads i be Getting all
get no skins, until you got a Benz
Didn't have no friends til you started makin ends
I see it daily, weekly monthly yearly
Think you got it goin on?
Please Kim, hear the phone
I cant get there, please be home
Kim
Please Chris, no one sees!
I am lost here. Find me please!
Both
Please, get me through -
fighting till the end
Nothing untried, to get me satisfaction
I was long gone, given in to distraction
Build my whole life on getting affection
Can´t expect
Draining my stamina, finally I black out
John Wick the second I'm shooting until I am all out
I finna black out
Trapped can't get out of here already sinking
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
with no insurance, can't even fix they teeth
Everybody tellin' me, "Stay woke", but shit, I need some sleep
I'm 'bout to change my number, drop
I got some uhh
I got some big
ToniRockedIt
I got some big
I can tell you all my wishes
But a wish to please is to be known by the world yea
The world
around
And the rush of crashing water
Surrounds me with its sound
Striking out to reach you
I can't get through to the other side
When you're racing in
the curves
Through the corner of her eyes she slowly observe
(Singout)
[Verse 1]
John Legend
Anytime she come around
Something is about to go down
Listen
testin' mah temper
But mah Mama told me to not mind those hyenas
They ain't worth the satisfaction so ah slide by
Until it gets too much that ah erupt then
Yeah (yeah)
She wanted to fuck, I told her to beat it (I told her to beat it, got-)
These niggas can't see me, like I am John Cena (John Cena)
These
gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti
Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But
from here?
No, ah.. which one is it?
(burp) excuse me. It's the one by the airport... you know... cause we gotta get up early an'.. fly outta here in
many
The god of void
Don't you pull up in no motherfucking Megazoid
This the shit you can't avoid
Look at all the buildings I destroyed
Look at all
Nigga can't tell me shit
Nigga can't tell me nothing
Nigga done came up quick
I ain't got no double stunting
They thought that I'd retire, John Wick
I chose to live this life, I be stickin this dick up in these hoes hoes
'Til a couple of bitches bitches get caught by they niggaz
Niggaz
outside of this club?)
'Cause they said we can't get the grip in
No feelin', John gon' cook up the beat, I'ma kill it
I can't fuck with the fake, I
she's crying
She tells me of another great friend, he died
"If he can't make it" I think to myself, I spiral
Weeks go by, stuck, up my waist debt
the sports car
Everybody wanting satisfaction
But there's no regard for The One who has it
And everybody wantin' grabbin'
But you gotta get it from above
I recommend motherfuckin' hoes make your knees bend
You can't get with this on any day,
Best believe Murda One got the motherfuckin' bad ass ways
basket. And
finally Oliver St John-Mollusc (G.C.), Harrow and the Guards, thought
by many to be this year's outstanding twit. Now they're moving up
What the hell have I been thinking
Rapping for my section
Roll with my protection
Who gon' die next?
Ain't tryna get elected
Riding by myself,
-8643.jpg/225px-John_Scofield_(cropped)-8643.jpg "John Scofield")
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