Lyrics:
would call me gifted
I prefer the term present
Just remember I
Did it higher than the Jetsons
Not dependent
Not the one to fall
For the swing
me a heart but I feel like it's faded
I want to be with you I can't and I hate it
I'll scream fuck the devil don't care how he take it
He gave me
some words
But it did not really matter much, 'cause I don't think she heard
She just looked clear on through me
To a space back in my head
And it shamed
I pluck holes in niggas, like donuts
And still down to die for all my soldiers, like hillbillies
They don't fear me, so we feud, bringin' war
I pluck holes in niggas, like donuts
And still down to die for all my soldiers, like hillbillies
They don't fear me, so we feud, bringin' war
here for hanging
I feel like giving it up
Cause I'm a young nigga living it up
Me and Snoop ain't give a fuck
20 minutes to get your see-walk
the bottle
It's a damn shame what you're not though, (who?) Me
Slick like a gato, fucking Jay-Z
My pops knew exactly what he did when he made me
Tried
the bottle
It's a damn shame what you're not though, (who?) Me
Slick like a gato, fucking Jay-Z
My pops knew exactly what he did when he made me
Tried
and washed to the shore
And I did what I could to gather up the wood
Build myself a brand new smile
It's impossible for me not to think of that girl
And so I
ready boy?
Just give you a taste, wanna leave your things out
So you'll always stay hungry, baby waiting for me
Not gonna just give it up, but I'll let
nigga I'm special, that's why no one be just like me
If he play's with me, gon' beat him up until dies
Hard for me to trust 'cause niggas telling all
yo' aim
Straight through them spandex
Don't front just name
Spots on yo' body for me to
Touch while you clutch this game
I keep flowin' like H20
It
of Rose's I ran, out where the horses were tied
I picked a good one; he looked like he could run
Up on his back and away I did ride
Just as fast as I
Truth is, look I ain't living in a big ass house
In fact, they want to evict me now, just so you know
Truth is, no I ain't rich, yeah I'm broke like
Truth is, look I ain't living in a big ass house
In fact, they want to evict me now, just so you know
Truth is, no I ain't rich, yeah I'm broke like
Baby, you should take it easy
("This is gonna be amazing
You hear me? Amazing")
But the cleaner fee
Who's gonna pay that shit?
"Did you really just say
When he smiles at me I know its somethin' more
But I saw you talking to him, didn't know for sure
So I have to know
Who’s that guy
When he walks by
He's
didn't feel like it was everything me
Cause, by my side of you pretending that
So, going good me say, you sent to me
Can me you meet ya
What you about me
as a wholesaler
I think it's good that 'Ye got a blow dealer
A hot temper, matched with a cold killer
I came aboard for more than just to rhyme with him
Think '99,
even when
Sanctions off And I'm down to 50 Cent and I'm Patiently Waiting for Free Smoke like
Drake I'll just vape it off
Shit that was like
of the planet earth God of the universe
The first soul, black like coal
That's how old, there's no set birth record
The devil couldn't check it even if he
did
Can't be sure who all to get with
She's trying to tempt me under under there
I dreamed I saw Bob Denver who
Was dressed up just like Ginger whew
never did like it all that much
And one day the axe just fell
So I drifted down to New Orleans
Where I was looking for to be employed
Workin' for
to be, how it's supposed to be
Uh uh
You need a man like me, like
Thoroughbred like me, like me
It's just love, just because
That's how it's supposed
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