Lyrics:
rich of die tryin' shit
Fifth took nine
Get George get mine juts don't stop my grind
Put the dub on your head but I ain't droppin' the dime
Shit I
me, but I think I’m doing pretty fine
By myself
Gonna find my wealth
Gonna grind to Hell
Roll it up and inhale
Puff it, pass it, roll right past it
fit into society ,
nobody will understand till you expirence it first hand
black lives matter , black lives matter
do you hear me now ?
a matter
Send the current, baby and press send
Talk crazy, they don't understand
Ain't nobody made me, I don't fit in
Nigga move lazy, George Jetson
If nobody
the bed that I paid for
Used to have a job but he don't no more
Said that he got big plans for me
Can I move in till I get on my feet
But it's been
When you least expect it
We back up in this piece like yeast to bread
Underground you gotta find me
Like an Easter egg no need to beg
I hit the club
loose interest, parks turn empty
Social media has got us all less friendly
Now can't you see the irony?
She's got game when she types to me
But
block me
Straight getting to the money ain't Nobody gont stop me
Eat the pussy from the back my niggas Say that I'm wilding
I can't wife that hoe cause
Cosmere's in the bottom, he's cut off by geology Nobody wants to see my size, well, nobody wants
I am so tired of this, messing with this all day, my
it to define yourself
They used to make me go to AA for probation, right
And I used to hear these guys define their entire existence by their most
Tape, told her my name was Lorenzo (listen)
Me and my girlfriend, we're an exceptional couple (listen)
But you see that lyric before? That's gonna get
friendly
Now can't you see the irony?
She's got game when she types to me
But nothing in person, that ain't the type for me
Asking, "Can we go for dinner
a hipster moustache on that particular day
Like Guitar George in his song 'Blow away'
But thankfully I soon found my razor
Then surprisingly you gave me
that crowded destination
But nothing, oh nothing could cool me down
I was like a greedy mole
That accumulates all its nutriment in its hole
wicked in my city, cause when I walk up in my city.
I might die up in my city, don't cry but it's a pity. Dem po
pos might get me and they might never be
It ain't easy
Snakes in the grass trying to mislead me
But i see it clear as day i swear this shit's in 3d
I'm my biggest foe my nigga you cannot
himself bought me a mic
But I refused the offer, 'cause God sent me to strike
With skills unused like fallopian tubes on a dyke
My words'll expose George
celebrate like it's a sweet sixteen
I know a young little homie trynna get like me
But they don't really know about the times I weep ay
I put the 3 on my back
of inequality
Living by faith in sovereignty
N' ain't nobody going to silence me
I'm a liars truest enemy
Speaking the truth so eloquently
I'll be, brutally
to myself like Pee Wee Herman caught jerking off
I wish nobody saw me, wishing I could hide vibe cool Keith we spark
this
We step on stage MC's disappear
by police
In north-west Atlanta but I don't hear it in the streets
With a anger in the hood for this old lady dying
DC 6 aint shit but cops lying
valleys to the top
Now I'm standing over mountains, screaming out, I won't stop
You can't stop me, this ain't cocky, but my parents gave me style
Built
chasing this chess's cause I know it's gon bring me more bitches
Mom say face your fears I face that shit by hustling EVD when I was a kid we got no dvd
I
to this hustling shit I'm a MVP
Finna make a movie tonight I ain't talking DVD
I just got a lot of free shit with a CVV
Bad bitch want me to buy her a drink
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