Lyrics:
boogie when I'm bored
Let me fly, but lately I've been feeling sore, tryna sore
I talk about my future like it's just about to happen
Get smacked by
out for the rodeo
Like I’m Corleone, I don’t push weight but I might push tapes
If you know you know
It’s a life but I do suppose
It could leave you
Woahoh
It's easy hiding what's inside
When you know that
We
We'll burn out like the summer
And we
We'll burn fast from each other
I wouldn't mind
If you
I can't ignore the
Red Flags
I mean but look how far we came I feel insane to these
Red Flags
Man I know you pay attention, whole time you seen
Bad ass bitch she was the one to holla at
Had another bitch by the name of Pricilla
You know that bad bitch, she taste like vanilla
In my car looking
're the cat I've
Spent nine lives with i know you had
You ain't spent no time at home
You're running around all over town
You're here there and everywhere
Well
fryin' size is pretty well near the same
So I like my chicken fryin' size and I bet that you'll agree
A pretty little chicken passing by sure looks
Well, I was drinkin' last night with a biker
And I showed him a picture of you
I said, "Pal get to know her, you'll like her"
Seemed like
Well, I was drinkin' last night with a biker
And I showed him a picture of you
I said, "Pal get to know her, you'll like her"
Seemed like
While the music played, you worked by candlelight
Those San Francisco nights
You were the best in town
Just by chance you crossed the diamond
every now and then I get a little bit helpless and I'm lying like a child in your arms
Turnaround, every now and then I get a little bit angry and I know
See I don't really care I don't give af what they say anymore
Ima make music how I wanna make make
You know nowadays it seem like the music
every single moment be our free time
And if you need me know that I will be right there
Girl you like a drink sitting in my cup
Give me a feeling and I
And if I don't get that ass
Well at least I did try
I know the games pms must run through you
You set it up so no man can ever do you
But when you need
not to look like a drunken fool
But by the time I get the nerve up, you'll think that it's just the booze
And I know you're down and out I must be too
on the train
Local shop owners here, I probably know their names
Surviving on the streets doing something like me
What you doing, man, nothing this week
I
deadout
It's not enough for me to blow up n get my bread out
I gotta bring my brothers with me YO n get my dread out
Well you know what? It starts in
deadout
It's not enough for me to blow up n get my bread out
I gotta bring my brothers with me YO n get my dread out
Well you know what? It starts in
with the winning team
So don't ever in your life even think about a arguement
Cuz you'll get walked on like carpet
We'll pick you up, and dust you off
And I barely know this bitch I just met the hoe recently
She got booty by the bundle ass drop like a fumble
Bitch I'm in the jungles like an ape causing
And said "Ya see that thing right there, well you know what that means"
And I started wondering who he was going to be
And I thought heaven help us if
And said "Ya see that thing right there, well you know what that means"
And I started wondering who he was going to be
And I thought heaven help us if
you're at right now, and where you know you deserve to be
Where is that place
Well, that's up to you
Let's talk about your goals
What is your response
You
Want cash and jewelry just to feel like a boss yet you bitch over peanuts
You don't get the message you too busy flexing you done fucked up your re-up
I
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