Lyrics:
Where are you from? Where are you from? Where are you from in the world?
I'm from Canada.
I’m from Korea.
I’m from The USA.
I’m from Brazil.
I’m
i’m so sick of it
so sick of it
all the shit you did
fuckin cut the shit
mm i’m sick of it
bitch i’m done with it
had my fun with it
good luck
its too late,
Im countin the clock, I'm runnin the block,
I'm gettin them eyes, I severed some ties,
im hittin the reps and Im takin these steps,
Ën'krevet, tu nejt jom tu menu rima t'reja, shumë e mbush't mendja gjithë m'ki tu mbush letra
Tu ju shkru letrav, une mbeta, puna e krejta gjithë o
(Alright Playboy!)
They say that I'm mean
Just not in the mood
Grass is always green but my drugs there always blue
If It's really what it seems,
Yea this only like the strong survive
I'm already knowing
Imagine people just picking at ya brain
And picking at ya brain
And never could pull
you got a friend wit you too who yo plus one
I can go to Vegas
Vacation lil bitch I'm skatin who's
Chubby impatient... I'm who they waited for
All her
Why is everything chrome
Everything is chrome in the future
I'm doin' a dash, uh
Hope I don't crash
Hop on the beat and you know I'm a spazz
Dior
Stupid dog
You made me look bad
Bi- Bitch I'm a beast
And she love it cause she want me to eat
Let her stray cause she come from the street
Tell her
Got a palace
If you tryna go up
I ain't average
I'm just rolling up a blunt
Feel like static everyday
Know I'm high in my way
Shawty you know
I could
My life, my life, my life, my life in the sunshine
My life, my life, my life, my life in the sunshine
Oh yeah
I've been living life, hope I'm living
myself
I was so happy before
But I'm not having
Any fun anymore
Now all I do is
Wonder what it's all for
Now all I do is wait
For the bearer of bad news
It go Q-Tip, J Dilla and some Makaveli
Mama put me on to music
Her collection had so many
Rappers that I learned to love
I'm feeling older only
I'm giving you my best
You could never be just a one time ting
Cause every time I see ya, it's like forever to me (so)
I just had to get this off of my
My mama told me not to think much of my days
But lately I've been thinking I've been feeling so strange
I'm passive and aggressive I don't know where
Gucci shirt lacin, walk around always clean, yeah
Trap house, jumpin' I'm on my way to the spot
Packed out, rollies I'm on my way to the top
Stop that,
Fuckin wit these lame niggas but u don't see that I'm right here
If u tryna disrespect me bitch
It ain't ever gonna work ya
I don't really wanna uh
the fame don't give a fuck bout people knowing me
I'm just trying to get a bag so my fam can sleep comfortably
Left all the old people in the past I don't
every hit[00:32.33]Yeah we banged out[00:33.46]Raps running out of ink[00:34.80]I think I'm a save the pen[00:36.23]Hip hop do you love me[00:37.93]I'm ya
I'm off a fuckin' bean, bitch, I'm off a fuckin' bean
There ain't one muhfucker in this bitch that's clean
There ain't one muhfucker that ain't off
Umm, I'm
I'm confused, my bro on the other side of the world
Yes, yes I'm bored
Word
She talkin' my thoughts out of her lips
Yeah, I can't breath my
you understand I had my reasons
Turn my back to feed my fam, they say I'm fake
Gave advice to help you grow, you say it's hate
Overcame shit I thought I
going up
One time, two times, three times, and we're going up
I've been out here for a minute, man, I'm doing my thing
I put on for the city, I'm after
I've been zoning out way too long don't know where I'm at
I pull in to the driveway like how the fuck did I do that
I've been up way too long trying
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