Lyrics:
the people I'ma die around
I still got hoop dreams, I got mood swings
I could do things in a plain white tee
And some blue jeans, introducing
My lil' boo
Don't leave me lonely
Don't leave me lonely
Don't leave me lonely
I don't wanna die young
Had to get out of the jungle
I was starving
In
arms takin hits til u were gone no harm
I’m the one they call Mr Shadow wanna travel to the land of the sick then u gotta meet my lady and maybe u get
Um, Mr. Jackson, what are you talking about? Well, I've heard about
Those parties, they're immoral. Mr.
Jackson I
Thought you were
. Fucking Mosely but you know me by Impatient (Hotboii)
Playing with these niggas, I don't even play with Caiden
I'm a G and a ruler, nickname me Mr. Mason
or die
"You figgedy fuck around, you lay around"
Yeah yeah that's Shug for ninety-three
I wanna say what tup to all my people, you know what I
and piranhas gone die by any means
There goes the mistletoe
Look under the mistletoe baby
Im going to get to know you better
Don't you wanna go Don't you wanna
when a nigga played his ass snuck
Two twin Glocks, I call them bitches zach & cody
I step behind anything bout mine, don't play wit my lil wootii
These
goes around, comes back you know)
So when I die I hope I live in the sky
All my folk who ain't survive, may they live in the sky
Tell God, I wanna
Lil Bitch, Yeah i'm steppin' in my 501z
Burner on my hip, ain't scared to die, know my time gon come
A lil nigga on the block, i'm posted with
tell me that I can't hear
Go on tell me that my mama use to e on welfare
Sticks and stones may break my bones
but names could neva hurt me Mr. Hater
ain't up niggaaa
[Verse 1 - Lil' Flip]
The 4-5 on my lap when I'm in the trap hood
Blueberry by the pound, now where did you get that? (smoked it)
I
don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert
You didn't have to, but you could've signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my
don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert
You didn't have to, but you could've signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my
and I'mma just gon' play
And bitches be tripping
Cause they don't wanna ever stay
Down with a nigga when a nigga's doin bad
So I get my cash and I act mad
I
and I'mma just gon' play
And bitches be tripping
Cause they don't wanna ever stay
Down with a nigga when a nigga's doin bad
So I get my cash and I act mad
I
already knew what I’m on
Mane I don’t got no heart mane lil’ bitch I be cold
I don’t give give a fuck cause lil’ bitch I be bold
Mane them niggas they
that I’m really tryna know
Girl I just wanna
Dive into your love
Girl you got me tripping by the way
You ain’t giving up
So take a babe
Look in your eyes
I
And we both gonna die
Ay
Ya
Ya
Fuck with a nigga like me
They don't wanna fuck with a nigga like
Fuck with a nigga like
Fuck with a nigga like me
tellin' me don't run the streets
So tell me am I wrong?
For tryin' to communicate through a song
I'm up early in the mornin', by sunrise I'll be gone
to die but I don't wanna be next
I wasn't shit so I made the world call me fresh
I tell em Cautions calculate ya steps
Nobody's giviin hand outs better
a revolver
My sex is a killer
Do you wanna die happy?
Do you wanna die happy?
I let it bang, bang
You've been hit by a smooth criminal
A bad girl
I
don't stop, like L.A grid Lock
If you get popped, your shit will stop
Clostamy bags, for all these fags, I don't wanna hear that shit
Hu Heff's
Boujee bad vibe, from the East Coast (East Coast)
She told me that she loved me, I don't think so (think so)
Move your lil' body, wanna beat slow
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