Lyrics:
to the living room
'Cause people like to hear my bass go boom boom boom ba boom
The one two three the three two one
Don't stop me know I've just begun
Don't
great dane
They havin' ? handy for supper
What' s worser, don't even want a
Nigga like me to go thick
What the hell, if you really want to suffer
Stop
dont need nobody but thats how they want me
I did it without them, i know that they doubted now they talking bout yo Don lets go get money
I dont take
don't tell me you like it when you be alone
Excuse me, it's Louie
I'm the type of guy who's gonna love you 'til you feel like it's a movie
Excuse me
Straight up without an edit
I never let it go, embedded in my mental skull is impressive flow
I smoke weed until my eyes are sore
I make beats, play chords,
woman and man
God bless the God, lay these Streets wall to wall
It go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yo, you got popped like a flick by that rivalry clique
It
the story of your suicide would be a tiktok edit
I've been able to let go of some the things I felt the darkest
Like hawks after they leave the bones with no
Standing in the rain
Washing off my sins
The streets ain't the same
They spin one time, they'll spin again
Go make love to an angel
While
shit, stop sending me pics
Stop sending me streaks
Don't get in my skin, just let me breathe
Just leave me in peace
Get the fuck off my dick
Yeah
Look,
there
The days come and go
Your smile lights my soul
I've never seen this before
Just let me stay a little more
I know I say this all the time
But I love
a nigga
That'll cry for a nigga, that don't like to a nigga
She said she loved me and she never wanna let me go
I said back up off these nuts and don't
the "suuuu"?, Wu-Tang is gonna come
and my vocals, they gonna bang on the drum
You go against the grain you will hang from ya tongue
So.
(Love) love (Love) love
the parameters
Yeah, death'll make you part of the surface
Go and buy that fake love but
Respect is harder to purchase
Muzzle up the mutts 'cause all
That barking
awake
All you ever do is try to imitate
Mind my business, yeah, I stay in my lane
Don't let me catch you speaking on my name
None of you bitches can top
I don't know you
Hold on
Fuck nigga
Bag back
She keep talking bout them hoes
Baby I cant back track
Im not chasing after hoes
Ima let them have that
ready for tutoring
But I don't need a lesson, no mistakes to edit
I just wanna know can a brotha get extra credit
So go and give the test and I will not
choices way too brazy
Hear the voices tell me no but I don't let them stop the show
On this mission on the go, but there's a stop to every road
Fast lane
write I belong
Let me break the fourth wall by acknowledging this song
Ren sits down
Has a stroke of genius
He wants to write a song that was not
acting brand new
Love me long time when the money there
Let me go now when the money ain't there
Love me long time when the money there
Let me go now when
hollering ghetto
Don't got no neighbors, they hit the pipe and never let go
But I feel for them like Chaka Khan feel for you
Ain't shit that we can do but
n****z want to clear me off my street
But in my hood hood, they hollerin' ghetto
Don't have no neighbors that hit the pipe but never let go
But I feel
to the murder of Dr david Gunn
Who was killed in Florida
By pro-life activists
While I was living there that was
The ultimate hypocrisy I
Witnessed growing up:
looking like shmoney
Ain't even bout the materials but you know love go much better with money
The irony, how niggas let all the love go, all for the love
on my mind
Look I don't know, I don't know why
Yeah, hold the phone yo
Let's wait a minute
I need to take a moment
To edit, revision
The reason I'm
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