Lyrics:
Heard they was talking that shh, whew
Yeahyuh
Swerve, yeah, swerve
I’m bout to, turn the tables
Turn the tables
Swerve on em, yeah
Switch lanes on em
contraband
She say you bad for my soul
She say you bad for my soul
I need to leave it alone
Whippin’ I’m back on the road
I gotta go
I got some habits that I
Man I been tripping, there's no slowing down
I know where I belong, I just want out
This is the end of me, I'm my own enemy
I wanna leave this place,
would do
No I'm not her
I'm still loving you baby, everyday, ooh baby
(Loving you, kissing you, touching you, feeling you, hugging you)
And remember
to play this s*** (Yah)
Issa hit man the Dj need to play this (Yah)
I got a bad chick preference
Two seater I’m selfish
I got a bad chick present
And she
I've always been the kind of girl
That hid my face
So afraid to tell the world
What I've got to say
But I have this dream
Bright inside of me
I'm
your bags cause you're leaving on a permanent vacation
Well, I'm a disaster
A microphone master
Put on a tape I'll rock your ghetto blaster
It's not
them 3's in the air if you wit me
I'm reaching for his hand but he reaching for a semi damn)
Energy gotchu fuckin jumping like you Dennis Smith
Frenemy
Hop out the whip
I
Care
Less
Brand
New
Check
Just
Watch
Me
I’m
King
Pharaoh
Hop out the whip
I
Care
Less
Brand
New
Check
Just
Watch
Me
I’m
King
I'm terrified save me from myself
Mistake after mistake
Don't even learn the hard way
Growth isn't apart of me
Living in the past is the modern
Yuh
Stretchman
Cuz’ you’re leaving me like a lone sailor
Lost at sea now what we had is vapor
I’m just tryna’ sew this back together like a tailor
Cuban link on me but I'm from America
Diamonds shining give you hysteria
My bitch loyal so imma take of her
We are different can't compare to ya
will work out right
But I've gotta get my mind over the last one
Baby that's where you come in
I know we could have a good time
Looking at you I'm
Aye
Yeah, washin' dishes
Damn, I gotta do these shits again?
Unh, I'm in here, washin' dishes
Everybody gotta wash dishes
Here we go again
Check,
I want you to know
That I'm sorry
That I'm sorry
That I'm sorry
I want you to know
What you do to me
What you do to me
What you do to me
Rise
My baby she a real hitta swear She down to shoot
Only fucking with a real nigga
Goofys get the boot
She know that I’m a real nigga got her rocking
On the goal you set before it's all gone into some kinda past life
I know, I know I'm negative as fuck when I shouldn't be
I be getting paranoid from seeing
of action is getting a reactions
I'm moving to plan b
Pack my bag, grab bottle I'm moving anti bye
Not every superhero out here wearing a cape
Not every
The race begins
The pace kicks in
It's real intense
I'm at defense
My team expecting me to bring home a win
I dig within
To find the strength
What's
bloody pools
But I hide the clues
Scratch that nimejaa mabruise
Stuck in the blues, I’m ready to loose
So bring on the booze
Cos i got voices in my head
I ain't ever acting brand new
I'm the same old boy you once knew
Been a while since I last saw you
Hit me up or come through
We'll kick it like we
I'm just a ticking time bomb
I thrive in the self destruction
And it's just a matter of time
Matter of time before I
Matter of time, matter of time
I hit you up
Nervous as fuck
Put down my phone
You say what’s up
Look at the time
Wish I was blind
Now that it’s here I don’t wanna reply
I’m looking
Yeah
Look
I’m still
Heavily grounded in my 720’s
I’m thanking God for my life
And my 4 amazing ladies
Yea that's my mama, my shawty and my 2 sisters
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