Lyrics:
I'm passionate, the passion in my mental cannot die down
Every night the lies from Satan, God just makes them die down
All the doubt in my life
Yes, I'm cold all alone out in this climate
My heart's so cold like a tundra
I be too closed off sometimes almost like I live in a bunker
I walked
Uh
Uh
Still caught up in the middle, brown bag full of skittles
Work a nine to five every day, and I'm spittin' riddles
All I know is hustlin', seen
fun
I'm breaking free, but I'm stuck in a police car
Oh, mamma mia-ma, ma-mamma mia-ah
They treat me like if I did something criminal
All eyes on me, I
sip the fucking Kool-Aid
You're better off thinking I don't exist
But you know that i'm the shit and i'm up on your playlist
I'm nothing to play with
rockabye
My feelings getting nullified as usual so I won't ever get it right
It's a sad goodbye
Now I'm screaming through the rains from the mountain tops
Dirty soul, an God forgive me?
I'm not feeling whole, there ain't nobody with me
So let's dig a hole and cuddle six deep
When I'm dead and buried,
hang around no snakes, I say too many shed
You know I'm that lit fuckin' gangsta, my bloodas bang red
I ain't got no motherfuckin' friends, I fuck with
because it will never be the same
I'm going to you
Well you can't tell me "I'm going to hell"
But you can tell me "I'm going to heaven"
Well you can't tell
I'm still so ill
I feel so validated when that feeling real
Put the switch on kill
My mind been feeling like a damn battlefield
And I'm still so
I'm from Wyandotte you got me on my suit and tie
I would feel this feeling that I'm feeling if I was paralyzed
Glad you let me take you out, you ain't
She sucked my dick so good, I'm like goddamn you dirty bitch
She was only 22, she fucked me like she 36
She pulled out the twat that was so bald I
It's not even Halloween, but I'm in the season of murderin' bitches
Never be the kill queen, cause I'm who they call to put hoes in they feelings
They say money and fame is the way to go, but I'm all about purpose cuz that's my only flow
I wanna make a difference, leave a positive mark gotta
motherfuckin' season
Biscotti punch me, it smokin' , i'm geekin'
Namin' her sza, i fuck on the weekend (weekend)
Just for the fame and the clout they be tweakin'
fuck a milf
Bitch I'm gon slaughter
Giving you chills
Bitch I'm a reindeer
Slide through the hills
Bitch I'm Mcdonalds
I'm happy meal
Bitch I'm Madonna
lethal
Whenever I'm in steeple
I'm reminded of these creatures
Do I speak
Or press mute
Names I could leak
But I'm not a brute
I'm glad you moved
stay beating shit up like I'm Rocky
She sayin' she love that I'm cocky, I told her shut up and just top me
Scratch that, no crankin', Rappin' shit up
The only one threat is ain't no tellin' who's next
Fuck 'em, tell 'em I'm next, I flex, my spirit be cleansed
I'm vexed, get outta my face, I'm laxed
Ohh no
Ohhh no, yeah yeah
Ok Jonathan (Female Voice)
Still on your mind, yeah yeah
I'm still on your mind
All of the time
You got a new man
Yes I'm
Hit me up, bae
I'm tryna slide, bae
I'm tryna die, bae
I'm tryna get high, bae
Let's go outside, bae
I can't even drive, bae
I can't even lie, bae
Ogini ogini
Wetin happen ogini
Steady grinding chasing my milli
Up and rolling that's how I'm feeling
Ogini ogini
Wetin happen ogini
Steady
never maybe
Serving fiends from out the Rich and that's before I'm famous
Once you run it up, then what's important is maintaining
I'm never out here
I've been killing it
I've been killing it
I'm a God in this game,
I'm a king, innit ?
I've been killing it
I've been killing it
I'm a Boss in this game,
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