Lyrics:
went, I could feel that on my backside
I said, oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
They would grab me by the hand
And you start taking off like
love, no I never did it
But I sure know how to fuck
I'll be your bad girl, I'll prove it to you
I can't promise that I'll be good to you
'Cause I had
love, no I never did it
But I sure know how to fuck
I'll be your bad girl, I'll prove it to you
I can't promise that I'll be good to you
'Cause I had
She packed my bags last night pre-flight
Zero hours, nine AM
And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then
I miss the earth so much I miss my wife
It's
starvation
Her children need all that she brings
We all have our problems
Some big, some are small
Soon all of our problems
Will be taken by the cross
poke, pop, top, coat, the surface in paint, they faint
Getting tainted with rape
This could be my big break
For heavens sake, this is just an escape
riding wit ha
How you figure
My money so big yo
Shìt so small my eyes
Get little it's cool
If he try me kill em
Obviously I got no
Problem wit sending
My
big but I'm not rich (Not rich)
I know hella niggas in my circle that are toxic (Toxic)
I drink my problems away like alcoholics
Hello (Hello), hey how
to me
I ain't clownin' around like no joker when I be mad friendly
You can't run away from your problems if you don't have any
Why run from your past
a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bi-, I even have
people to buy
Well how's this for a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by
Yeah
No landline
Text ya
Self-drive Tesla
No big bank
My big bank
Deposited chequing
On a app
Fuck a
Yeah
Man it feels so good to be young though
Flames
It Be The Ones w/No Dough Try To Play Me In Front Of Hoes
I'm Big Wealthy, You Just c Li'l Richie Nigga
Watched The Wire, I'm The Hip-Hop Umpire
rainy
They be asking me why you don't show
Cause I know that these niggas be cutthroat
I know they hate but fake wit the love though
By myself, I don't
the 'ven got racks in my pocket (bitch)
Dirty ass hoes tried to dog me last year not knowing a nigga finna be a problem
And them niggas shit them bogus ass
Dey your dey
Make I dey my dey
If you dey Naija
Make i dey Malay
I no dey find trouble
Me I dey my lane
And my God e dey bless me day by day
I
imma die for
You moving scary, why you lie for
You say you wit’ it you better be wit’ it cuz otherwise why you by my side for
Look ion got time for
dead he's a man
But I be bustin, hustlin, niggas ain't trustin
I'm a soldier, that's why niggas ain't trustin
No bitch or no nigga, ho or no sucka
Fiend
dopest heat on the street
Three G ski, Slimm, Big Boi and ths is C B-O-N-E
If you need some back-up find Jerome,
ya girl gonna give you grief at home
Just
ease at big fights
Keepin' clamps on the crap table, I be runnin 'em
Man I got problems but cash ain't one of 'em
I stomp out in trucks with humps that
By the way that I be vibing
They can tell it ain't no stoping
I don't run away from my problems
Take it head on colliding
They just want us divided
I
See what I'ma do is, like...
I just kinda want to be able to, you know...
Smoke by myself,
Without kinda being bothered by what a motherfucker had
the problems of the world go by like balloons
If tomorrow come now (it might be too soon)
Too soon?
I want the boom in the back of the truck
Ain't nuttin'
Yea its the DJ Khaled the Don Dada the big dog pitbull the Terror Squad-ion
Aka the Beat Novakane I'mma problem my album drops June 6th listen
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