Lyrics:
Yo, I know everyone out there wanna know, "what the hell does this mean?"
Well, I don't know my damn self
Now what the hell does thoia thoing
on a jets
I got gold I don't want no Patek, I don't do what you expect
Say Im high, Im feeling blessed, I got checks by playing chess
I'ma step when it's
I don’t get mad
I don’t get mad…
I,I,I don’t get mad
I don’t get mad…
Hit you up
On the phone
To see if you would answer
I dropped by
You’re not
still
Notice you don't want the green, but I know the queen will
I be trying to guide you around you know I mean well
But we got different ideas
vigorous
Stroke that nigga like a zig zag rolled cigarette,
And I do it to get my dick wet
Brain grain rotten, I was a 12 year old gettin' raped by my
this howling in my mind
Said oh mister won't you let it out
I'm an innocent guy
Well I said I don't want a part in your crimes
Lord I already served my
if I'm not one of your kind
So what, you want me to rap about money drugs and hoes
Well I, w-well I don't have any of those
But you know what I can do
name loud
See the lights but don’t see the faces
Feel the rush, but you know I’m patient
Cards are turned, now you see my aces
At the table, you know I
list of favorite ones
The dangerous ones that slide right off your tongue
Welcome to the rush!
Pollinate your lust for all your favorite substance,
you don't need no glasses to stare
It'll probably take you in and it's just like your there
With the Q on the Compton tip
So if you think I'm a flip
the millions, against the world and stay resilient
I know ya listening and hate it but it count for streams
I bet ya steaming and it's fucking with your self
Better for you if I froze
But we don't want it the same
I can't be running from change
Put up with hate all my life
Treated that shit like advice
Didn't
close if you're not afraid to die
When I'm walking through your door
You'll know what I'm gunning for
I don't want a life that's been lived a million
working on yourself
Thats not hard to see
You could get it by yourself
Don't need much form me
Don't like to admit it when I'm you im a better me
Your ex
right now, do you see somebody
Cause I don't want to let this chance pass by
Baby, take my time, time, time
The rush I get from looking in your eyes,
strength inside yourself
To tell my heart there's nothing left to believe in
cnd shatter it into a million pieces
Break it like you mean it
I don't want it
chest and that same pain be the reflection of the amount of love that you possess, I want you to imagine your newborn baby sleep
You’re watching him,
Asalamalakim but I'm not afraid to shut em down and make em
Kinda Want to try escaping out I hunt em by the day
So now what's up? You got to pray somehow your
here
Get your lipstick smeared
Don't get it twisted
Baby girl get this shit clear
I don't know why I don't fall in love
Im on my pimp shit here but
I can
at the store
Ayy, trap game easy, rap game treacherous
Shit that I don't even know (I don't know)
Ayy, live by the sword, then
You die by the gun
But that ain't
the HipHopers can testify
That place
They can kill your dreams with one word
One word- a wannabe
That's if you wanna be
Trust me, you don't wanna be
An MC like
girl don't leave mi in dismay
Mi need you by mi side like how di hive need di bees
One more night
Gimme just one more night
Girl, one more night
you right here by my side
I might pull up on your side
I'll let you know when I'm outside
Baby just get in the car
I want to talk don't want to fight
And she don't play that mister famous trash
She was putting them diapers on my ass
She's seen every side of me
It don't matter how thuggish I'd try to be
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