Lyrics:
I ain't even scared they know I'm in there
I ain't wasting time yeah I get it done so listen here I'm the niggas biggest
Fear I'm sicker than you
Girl I'm fucking tired of this cyber relationships
Girl I'm fucking tired of this cyber relationships
Girl I thought you were the one why you wanna
My imperfections they will never hold me back...
Lookin at my past; and applaud at where I'm at...
Expect to see goofy emojis on there faces... When
Ooo this is my jam yeah
Ooo this is my beat
Giving em the extra hot
I'm melting all the cheese
I'm coming up here with my God
It's all because
Woke up this morning
With a smile on my face
Your memories are forming
But I'm trying to erase
Everything worth mentioning
'Cuz I know it kills you
I'm a pull up on your chick wit all the ice
And I bet you she gone want me in her life
Everywhere a nigga go I keep it lit
I feel like OJ when he had
I'm bout to go in grind mode
I'm steady on the grind
Need money all the time
I'm bout to go in grind mode
I'm steady on the grind
I got to get me
I'm from the jungle baby to tell the truth
Claiming that he hard but he never ever shoot
Say he real, paper work show the proof
You a bitch and I put
I'm pulling up
Don't think that I'm slipping up
I think that I've heard enough
I don't think you do enough
I've been in my zone
I'm getting
Yeah CHR1STIAN
I don't wanna write a song with no inspiration
Like I'm breathing cool and stationed hot with no heated lungs for respiration
I'm in
Pouring porridge
Taking doses
On the dosage
Still don’t know
How I’m coping
Chopper pop
Squeeze reloading
They forreal
Niggas folding
Third eye woken
I’m no fun
Talkin’ dumb
Got a head full of rum
(I’m a lushy bitch!)
I’m no fun
Talkin’ dumb
Got a head full of rum
(I’m a lushy bitch!)
Da da da da
up
Subtly
Today I just made a couple beats
That's was my morning, now I'm recording
Making an album, what is the outcome?
How come y'all think I can be
I'm from Wilmington, where the bullshit gets cut
You can tell a fake nigga from the size of his gut
I get cash, that's why I know that you mad
Try
Will you just let me go
Cus I just need some space from you lately
You aint' there for me baby but I think decided
That I'm not dancing if I'm not
I thought you were different. I thought you would change
I stare in the mirror. Get lost in your gaze
Now I'm walking away. Now I'm walking away
Now
have no alibi
Everyone can see right through you but you don't see me
I'm a gonna getcha
I'm a gonna beat ya
I'm gonna beat ya then I'm gonna eat ya
Oh nah nah
Oh nah nah
Yeah uh
At the top it's where it's at
Now I'm dressing up cause I know I'm next here
Cameras pop take a snap
Now we moving up
so defensive, I'm just trying to hear that money calling
Calling, Calling, Calling
Oh that's you again, boy you not original, boy you use a stencil
You
Get em' mad when I'm scheming
Process I'm here for a reason
January through December know I grind through the seasons
With the people deceiving,
It's Curious George!
"I'm in this motherfucker, and I'm fucked up!
Look at me little boy!
What the fuck are you doing in my house today?
And if you
Turn me up in the fcukin background
I'm going in
I'm going in
It ain't nothing
Bitch we coming
It gon look like we just pillage
They gon feel it
They say I'm going ham right now you tuned in to Leddo
Any doubt up in your mind I think you need to let that shit go
Cause I heard them fake ass
Ripping off my toe tag
Dead body stacking up
Turning pages in my book
I know that Imma rap it up
I'm dripping on some flashy stuff
I'm tripping on my
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