Lyrics:
I'm learning I don't do well in loud rooms
With the voices that fight to control the crowds
Which noises I learn to tune out
They help me find those
I came to win
I'm going to kill it
Came in with my bag
And you know I'm going to fill it
They be asking if I'll do it
But I already did it
No sign
Niggas lackin', they ain't totin' a tool
you can get smacked (what?) like I'm totin' a juul
We ain't rockin' the same
why he thought he was cool? (gang
jumpin' all around (cooter)
Tentacles and cunnilingus make for awesome matinee (skrrt skrrt)
I'm back again, I'm packin' shit, I'm buffer than an action
disappears, nigga hocus pocus
Stop dissin' yo gang is dead if you ain't notice
And I'm parting' yo bitch legs, nigga call me Moses
Swear, why can't this bitch
potential is passed the roof
I'm tryna run up a couple million just so I can pass the coupe
Been thinkin' bout a Tesla, there's no need to gas the coupe
Put on this ice I'm glowin
Act yo age bitch yunno that we grown
Get the fuck outta my face
I'm too frustrated
I ain't feelin the mood
Cry on my
Yeah, we back in this shit like I'm breakin' her back
Yeah, I'm high as fuck, lift up from the pack
Yeah, we smack hard in this shit like
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck
DC nigga like Slade
Nigga, my beats valid
Nigga, I'm out here wildin'
Bitch, you know I be rappin'
JRAG gang what I'm
yea her pussy wet
You know how I gotta do gotta grab her neck
Dick all in ha stomach now she say I'm blessed
She wanna have my baby but we just met
If
Killin' this shit till I'm eighty-three
Ballin' so hard this the major leagues
Give em major pain like the hidden leaf
She my lil' thing, she a super
Walk in the club and you know that I'm faded
Bitch I feel like I made it
I want it now I don't really got patience
And I know that she hate it
Left
Another twenty deck expensive cigarettes that I'll regret
I'll drink the fine wine that I can't afford
Up to my neck in Versace couture
When I'm alone
Get up in that mode
When I'm trippin'
On my love
Niggas bitchin' when
They talk
I'm in my feelin'
I'm goin' ghost
I did it on my own
Don't give
I'm playing the field
But I got me a queen
I'm just gon' cream
She say I'm a dream yeah
I feel like Raheem
I'm playing the field
But I got me a queen
I'm way too faded off this ecstacy baby
Yeah I'm faded off this ecstacy baby
I been on a fucking binge
On the Molly and the cid
Don't answer me I
got me feelin’ like I’m Drac’
I forgot to add the “ula”, but that bar is in the past
Niggas say I’m lazy, but I’m quick to hop on feet
Only if I’m
So call me Kuro
I'm not young
I'm jus tryna have some fun and most important, I'm not player 1
Call me Kuro
Call me Kuro
I'm jus tryna have some fun
I'm finna talk real smooth on this one
Hm, come on
Where my shades at? Where my suit at
I'm finna hit up Hollywood, where my boo at
Huh, alright
Hm,
Im 'bout to get it don't care what they say
Came from the bottom I'm paving the way
Just like the ocean I came with the wave
I told the coach lemme
love beatin
Why wont you go to hell with me
I'm indifferent, and vindictive
Why wont you go to hell with me
I'm indifferent, and vindictive
All around
and now I'm up, like what the fuck is all the fuss about?
Bet you he ain't got his voice, so how he finna cuss me out?
Used to like her, I-D-G-A-F, that
my head's in the right place
I'm not desperate for a sign, but I'll count some crows today
If twelve is fulfillment, then what is thirteen?
I know these niggas want me dead
Rather see me in the feds on a hospital bed I can't go like that
Hating cause I'm getting bread rather see me broke
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