Lyrics:
my body's only crawling
I was happy living life until they beat me black and blue
I've got a lotta issues I'll apologize to you
When I am writing
away all the ass niggas
Fuck it might as well watch the show and when it's over shit I might clap with ya
Like congrats all you niggas
But I know God got
'm feeling alive
To the top, I'ma finish, you know I'ma thrive
My brothers got wishes, I'm changing they lives I think you should listen, cause that would be
have, I can be vibing alone (oh oh)
I got a dream, so I make sacrifice, I'm always on the go
You could be my queen, but don't you put money or a price for
I got strawberry letter, 27
I got gold bananas
Engraved with my grandmother's
Title signature what you got?
I got me a bunch of haters
Got me
don't drive it
Just look at that motherfucka Arimona
Perhaps a birthday gift to one of the homies
But he done bought himself one by now if he really
her father's daughter
She just wants a life for her baby
All on her own, no one will come
She's got to save him (daily struggle)
She tells him
it better Christ I'm on both of my knees
I"m trying to stop coppin' cope by the keys
I'm sorry father but I got to keep a toaster to squeeze
I be
in the club, they gettin' wild for me
And all the pretty chicks all want to smile at me
These rap cats man they all got they style from me
And if I
Trust
Not an easy thing, you say
Never thought the game of love
This way you'd play
By the things you do
Never thought these things
I would go
Numbers I've got by the dozen
Everyone's uncle and cousin
But I can't live without buzzin'
Pennsylvania Six, Five Thousand
I've got a sweety I
Numbers I've got by the dozen
Everyone's uncle and cousin
But I can't live without buzzin'
Pennsylvania Six, Five Thousand
I've got a sweety I
Numbers I've got by the dozen
Everyone's uncle and cousin
But I can't live without buzzin'
Pennsylvania Six, Five Thousand
I've got a sweety I
rooms (She don’t)
Some people dream about a penthouse tall
Or a mansion on the moon
But I got me a little one room paradise
And the man I love (And
that dick ain't sweet
See I roll my Dutch thick
I can spit my verse quick
Don't trip on this philly shit
We keeping' it thick
We got the fly by
dreaming that I'm dying
I got Hassen on my brain
With a brick up on my mind
With a icy slave chain 'cause I'm rich and can't move 'round
I go wrong by
'm a gangster, got pardoned by Trump
But I'm still out here bustin' my gun
Even Poof say he seen a lil' bitch
On my soul, I believe in Lil Crix
And I hate I
I used to run around like you, run the town like you
Walk my red nose and clown like you, but it got old like Betty White
This rap shit real deep like
blinded by that evil-minded woman
I was blinded by that evil-minded woman
I've got an evil-minded woman who put me in a prison
I can see the way out, but I
like I'm brave
Please stop
I wanna go back to the days in our car
Where we sang the loudest by far
I got the message, you got the message
Now that
happened
I'm driving the other night, these two faggots they pull me over
Talking like I got a broken taillight
They got a broken headlight
They shake me
favorite toy
I hear the leaves on the tree fall when she walks by
Got a smile on her face not be undone
She's got stars in her eyes want to know why
She's
This is The proof of the truth that we boost past the ruse
To the future high tunes vibrations infused with the truest
Got em sayin who's this
As I
got me tethered
Could be average
But I got dreams
And I got people, got a feed
Got a billion dollar team
Without the million dollar means
Got a boss up
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