Lyrics:
April 2019
The month I figured I'd stop eating
I was trying to look better to please others
Mind's deceiving I'm thinking
"I'm fat gross disgusting"
Le rap, j’m’en sers
Plus utile que certaines discussions
Le rap m’enseigne
Bien plus que toutes leurs institutions
La décision vient comme un coup d’
Take yeah, take 3
Got some water up in me so let’s, let’s say this shit’s suave
Yeah we up in here, November 2nd
You know how it, 2:29
Yeah I’m
I'm done believing in your demons
Not gonna fall for what had meaning
Cause all it takes is one big breathe in
For me to show you how I'm healing
I'm
Let's Go
Ho I'm in that
Took some L's in my life, had to get back (Yeah)
I went ghost now I'm back in my biddack (Yeah)
Broke my dogs off a piece
I’ve been, Chillin’ (Yeah)
Boring, I’m just tired of scrolling on my phone
Spinnin’ (Yeah)
Walking on the house, where the fuck I’m gonna go?
no corn where I'm from
In the fields with the berries, with the work
And a zone of the kush just to roll
And my homie on the phone
Where'd you go
Deep
When I'm with the crew we gotta keep it strapped
When I'm with the crew we gotta keep it packed
When I'm with the crew we don't know how to act
When
I'm sorry
For all of the cheating
And of the sneaking
Baby girl I'm sorry
It was no reason
A nigga was tweaking
Baby girl I'm sorry
For all
Went to the mall
Blew a few bans
I'm off the wall like i'm VANS
She want it all
I gotta give
But you can't invite ya friends
She wanna get
murderers
Niggaz is gonna let y'all know
About us
The Murderers
[Black Child]
I'm that nigga that just came home from jail
I'm that nigga that's lack as hell
What am I to do with all these voices in my head
Breathing down my neck and playing back the things I said
I tried to run away but I’m tied down
Sometimes, it’s not our tears that measure our pain
But it’s the fake smiles we put on everyday
I’m so tired of always acting like i’m okay
But it’s
but I deserved it
Now I'm coming back, I resurface
I attack, know you heard this
Think I'm fucked up in my head
But I erupt on the internet
My inner
Is it me or is it you
It's complicated so frustrated
Playing games of tag with you
Why am I staying when you keep running
I'm getting tired
Are you okay
It's a common question a lot of people like to ask
I think it's pretty damn obvious I'm really fucking sad I mean
The girl of my dreams
PROP, who made it?
So, I'm back (I'm back, back, bitch)
Yah, and this one's called "D!CKHEAD"
Ma Ma Ma Ma Man, I'm just sat here beginning
and violence
I'm bout I'm to hop on private
She tryna get me in private
Niggas ain't real kinda they kinda fraud
Smoking this shit from California
My shit
Bitch I'm from 961, born and raised
Got a dream like I'm MLK
I keep going up every fucking day
I don't got no time, don't got time to play
961, born
When you can't do it by yourself
You just gotta ask for help yea
I can't do it by myself
So I'm asking for your help... your help
Dreams of spitting
Passive aggressive
I'm mad at the feelings you had when we texted
I'm masking the feelings I have when I catch them
You happy we ended, I'm mad I
I'm sayin'
Make up your mind
Don't waste my time
You know my vibe
I know your mind
I know how you feel inside
But I know my place
I know I
I don't like none y'all hoes, I'm bored
What, what
What, what
Doesn't anyone dance in this town no more?
Why am I the only one on the dance
I've got a feeling
I'm not feeling right
Guess I'll hit the pipe
I'm smoking
It's not doing much
Guess I'll get the sprite
Liquor and some ice
I'm
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