Lyrics:
like, ha
Ain't no way you gonna stop me now
This drama pops out when I'm not around
Need to add Olivia Holt to my body count
You can sit on my face girl,
ago
It’s completely different to the Brit awards
So it doesn’t get taken out of context
I’m going to
Use the word ‘like’ i’m not saying it is
I’m using
Forgive those who don't think I'm great and wanna see me go
Forgive Oprah for editing most my comments off her show
Don't get me wrong, I know some people
that Lexus on the interstate, one-sixty on the dash
That's no cap, I'm outside with that bitch on me
You always talking like you violent, boy that shit
Drifting, is my mind? (Mind, mind, mind)
Drifting, would you mind? (Drifting, drifting)
Me drifting out of time (Drifting, drifting)
No I'm not dying
but
I can't pretend that this is they way it'll stay, I'm just (trying to bend the truth)
I can't pretend of who you want me to be so I'm (lying my
getting it then you must support her
I turnt up I'm trying to fuck somebody daughter
Piecing up on bottles boy don't let me find out
(Don't let me find
identify with what I'm sayin
'cause it's these type of thoughts that'll kill ya
If you smokin' with me right now, then you a good way from the filter
And I
changed my mind, now I'm back on this grind
Trying to get this change
Niggas hate to see me getting it
Travelling packs with a red dot
Boy, it ain't
with you lawyers
Crossing n****s up out there dough
Trying to live Godzilla
Edi went from a bad boy to a anybody killer
Look out wanted man guns in
slangin
Not bangin
This mics not for you
Don’t get it twisted
I’m not your sister
Or fancy like bow ties
Just let me
Between Those
Thighs
So I can
is gonna fall down on your head? Does he go?...
Nicko: Well then somebody drags me out of the fuckin' way, or else I'm dead, right?
Bruce: Yeah, but
ready baby
Gotta take the short route, pedal to the floor watch me peel out
Slow down, grab the wall
Wiggle like you trying to make yo ass fall off
ready baby
Gotta take the short route, pedal to the floor watch me peel out
Slow down, grab the wall
Wiggle like you trying to make yo ass fall off
body's trying to understand it
I'm just like you, not knowing where this is going but I like the sound of it
I'm speaking it out, laying it down
Just
me fucked, fucked up
Me yanked myself up out the game, hold up, motherfucker
I got bills to pay, nigga if you don't get out my way
I'm gonna peels
of days is all is gonna take me
'Cause I'm so serious, and go like that
I drop it off and it come right back
I get it in the morning
I'm trying
you eat out like McDonald's
I ain't no clown like Ronald
Uh, more like Donald
Trump, with the way I get it crunk
Like my man Lil Jon, but call him Lil
out in the street now and
take off all your clothes and just say peace you know
and you'll be in the news you see.
Just courage and if everybody gets
a lifetime sentence, but I beat it, shout out to Pat!
Pat, that's my lawyer, he got me off them chargers
Eights stacks for that boy, he took care of the boy
(big place)
I'm just tryna buy me a lawyer, help me beat the case
I'm just tryna fuck you, let you lead the way (the way)
And if we can't make it
with the feds
I'm back at the bridge
You niggas is sipping on 40's
I'm topping the keg you know how we play
Like G's coming up off the
Two in their ass
to make it
Uhhhhhh! I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it
Uhhhhhh! This ghetto got me crazy
Mamma, won't you pray for your baby?
Uhhhhhh! I'm
used
To be treated like a coon and a Klansman
Simulta, too, s, sa, ta, fuck you
I'm tryna get up out of
This stigmatic little box tht
I'm inside of but
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