Lyrics:
Lemme talk my shit, Get the elephant out this room
Know I’m Goated, keep it 4-0 bringing out the brooms
Keep the 4-0 on me, only love me and my tool
The way we making out she makes me feel so spicy (Spicy)
I be coolin' off take a sip of my ice tea (Ice tea)
If you ask me if I'm high then I might
grateful
Hold a grudge man that shit so hateful
I’m tryna spread love not drugs no guns
I’m tryna have son shine brighter than the sun
Aiming past number 1
do or die
Wake up from a dream then cry
I'm not who I want to be
That clock tick is a killing spree
I fucking hate philosophy
Reminding us of our
favorite artist wish that he could spit
He Lucky that I’m new without a deal, but that shit changing quick
Uh
Yeah I need it
Records and Achievements
Shorty
for reasons I will never know
Fuck it I'm above the bucket
List your evils suck it
Ruckus is what we do
Understand growth
I say fuck school
I got man
I’m fallin’
Can’t pick up myself
Can’t pick it up
Can’t even feel myself
Can’t feel enough
I don’t give a fuck
Rolling it up as I go
Yeah with
ego and it’s all for us
Chicken or the egg baby which came first
I’m always a gentleman for better or for worse
Then I slide in line when I put it in
Light bright flash
Rolling up
Smoking up
Fight night gas
This shit pack a punch leave you big slumped
I spy cash
First I got a crumb now I'm in love
videos on Youtube,
Audrey, GROW THE FUCK UP!
I'm tired, I'm broke,
Warren, my landlord,
Wants the fucking the rent,
I Told him I'm working on It,
But We
If I get lonely when I'm out here on the road
I'll just pull up your picture on my phone
And when I hold it close against my chest
It's like you're
to row, I'm just going with the flow, I'm the water
I can feel Your presence Anywhere I go
'Cross the seven seas and halfway round the globe
I been fishing
Off the ground like randy, I don't think the understand me
Understand me
I'm super high
I'm fly as I can be
Looking good than a mutha fucka
I'm only
If it were so easy then you would do it too
Factor in life events that might get you excused
Save your face, no embrace, in a loop, I'm confused
Time
Forever hustle till i'm out of time
Yeah ima ride till there's no grip left on any tire
I'm just too real for this new era fake is on the rise
I
way
Oh oh ohhhh I’m moving on
You wanna know why baby
It didn’t work out that way
Said I’m tired, I’m so tired
Baby you wanna know why
It didn’t
Stay in my way
I don't wanna lose you, lose our thing
I dont gotta loose screw, I'm okay
We don't see the same thing, If you stay
You'll see too,
some bands but I need some more
Yeah I'm in 'giela, she liking my style
I knew I'd be up but this shit took a while
You switched on your bro
Man that
First of all you're not hard
You're a bitch you're too emotional
You're my son? I should Maury Povich you
How old are you? I'm a bad dad
I ain't mean
Hello yes
I was wondering if you could
Play that song again hm, which one man?
The one that goes
Now I'm on the plane to the 305
Uber everywhere no
Hook :
They ain’t take me serious as they take me now .
In my city niggas don’t make it out .
And i’m still goated it ain’t shit to debate about
or two)
I know a place that's got room for two
I'll take you soon (Room for two)
And if you tell me pull up (Tell me pull up)
You know I'm coming through
motion (For real)
I see these niggas on ho shit (Damn)
Can't approach me with none of that
"Bro" shit (What, no, no)
And you thought it was me, I'm like
goin' out
Sound the horn and she'll
Leave the specs aroused
I'm married to the game, put that on my vows
I'm puttin' on a show, stirrin' up a crowd
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