Lyrics:
Many things in my heart
But Let me tell you my mind
I been broken and lost
By the people i trust
Many times in this world
Cause i refused to be
your wife in your nose
Sellin' me every shit like I'm Joe
Raised by them birds, bitch, I seen them crows
Every sixteen, I spit it same as coke
You can
the credits with my name in lights
Tonight I smoke the pressure to escape the times
Back to 1997 wish I could rewind
And bring it back like a fanny pack
2018
what they want to hear
I tell em what it be like
I leave a rap a leakin then ask em what his streams like
For thinking he could cheat life
Blast goons,
don't get no love at all
We get freaky out in public, top me up inside the stall
Want a bad bitch like Kim k, call me Chris Paul
Codiene drink I
country's a joke to the world and all
Even the US, and they've got Jake Paul
My sex drive is higher than Snoop Dogg
It's times like this I really need a dog
I
of opinion
Like Fauci's always grinning, and I can't catch my bearings
It might be the virus in your nasal pharynx
Causing brain fog, a common symptom
My
I'm venting it
Enemies of Houdini gone vanish
Enemies of Houdini gone vanish
Life is the way that you make it
By the choices that you are
Sleepless
mean, don't get me wrong, by third grade that'll start happening, I'm aware of that. But I'd like to think I would be the valedictorian of kindergarten.
in the eyes and then I bend her over
Grab her by the thighs Nigga spend her over
Put a arch in your back do it like I told you
Pussy clean all the time
Niggas better give me my credit
That's right yeah I said it
Haters trying to take my lettuce
Flow like cash but I charge like debit
Surrounded by
Expansive six-room mansion taken by the government
Making Manson moves big guns I'm loving it
Suckers hit I'm dubbin it
Clubber lang clubbing it
about to go on a midnight ride
Like Paul Revere
Ugh, the British are coming
I go with the flow
'Cause I'm a pro with my phrasing
So I don't even need
Pace them
In come di ting dem call di remix by the one called sean de paul
Tory lanez, and you haffi drive the gyal dem insane
Baby girl you
boosters, in the best name brand
with the in-sane clan, man listen
My position is lieutenant
Like a block of hash, got the burners up in it
Percent it, I send
say
Hey, baby bubba
Well, he caught me in my van
The gun shot men forward
Mag, spit it 'til I die fucker
You with your label kissin' ass like a damn
trying to get famous
How bout this, I sat quiet through Paul I never lashed out, till it was Lake Tahoe bubble Baths, eating your ass out
Animal style like
then I have lost a wife
She dumped me cuz I shaved my head
Got me feeling like I'm dead
I want it back to normal cuz this is dragging
When all you saw
This beat, I kill this till it hurt
These rhyme schemes, I till them like dirt in the Earth
Observe this ambivert rapper advert your conjectures
It's so
the roof like nigga
Yeah, they see it's me, I'm down to shake, Hop out with heat and leave it red
They know I don't like them niggas, Y'all know I
a bitch like that
I ain't fucking with a nigga who'll snitch like that
Spend a little bit of money
I'ma get it right back
Tommy boxers underneath
Dior kicks
no mo'
He marched around the corna' like a soldier
But not to get no on-the-mic exposure
To question me, I guess he checkin' me
I'm feelin' like
three’s, like I’m Steph Curry
In the Lamb, in a hurry
Fuck on your bitch while she
Sniff that perc’ I’m slurping
I might hit that ass again, that bitch curvy
that ball and tall
I used to sell it white as Paul Wall
Gave my young boi three of them in the mall
And he gon' bring me 75K back tomorrow
You know what
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