Lyrics:
the door, "Whassup baby? Yo come on in
Here, take a seat, I'll introduce you to my friend"
Now everything is going according to plan
"Yo Jinx this is
creepy-ass cracker
Now I'm being followed by some creepy-ass cracker
Stand your ground, stand your ground
Stand your ground, you gotta stand your ground
by myself
Now I'm flexing with my best friend
Books all on my shelf
It's too heavy to lift
I'll outdo myself
Yeah I know they never ready for
fucking passion
I said I'm sorry now let me sit in my conviction
Niggas think they know you
So they fucking with you with some predictions damn!
Tell Kanye
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Heard from a penny that retribution tape profound
Break thru canal my deception is now your only sound
Fuck it, I'm undercover within
I can tell by your face that you wish I never came
I can promise that i'm worth it when i'm better at the end of the day
Blood spilling out my veins
at the wall while I'm in the hall
How can I explain
It's so hard to get on
And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn
Inside the museums,
must be the drink talkin', I was in a great mood
Now I'm sober sayin' fuck it
Drop it down like a domino, I know that you know that feelin'
I just had
Yea'...I mean I feel like you should know who it is by now right?
(If not..) it's Chucky!
Look at me walkin' my shit, talkin’ my shit (yea)
Hunnid’
I keep my head held high
A lot of shit left me traumatized
But with this gift
I'm gon see the sunshine
Everyday with you was lit
Now I think of you
mama Puerto Rican like I'm one of them members
In a 'League of My Own'
Bitch I feel like 'Madonna'
Say you need 3 birds?
Then let me know and I got em
I'm just baggin' money, baggin' bitches, who gon' stop me now
Who the fuck are you to copy my own wave and then my style
I need dollas, dollas, dollas,
bubble letters
What an era
I was just tryna be better
Verses penned down like I'm tryna send a letter
I write these lyrics and I
Never stop following my
just like madonna
I just want designer clothes
Come on baby buy me those
Get me surgery for my nose
And you know not to say no
I'm a server not a waiter
While the people hold me dear
Are you following me?
Are you following me?
Now I can feel some spirit entering me
And I am hoping it's God I receive
then play it by the rules
You all clueless, meditating no I ain’t Buddhist
I’m staying true to who I am you niggas lookin Judas
They fall off when
There’s always time to waste
And I’m tryna fix my problems
And baby I think you the one to solve em
Beat it up kill it and dissolve em
And now she got her
blues
You can tell by the way she smiles
See the primitive wallflower freeze
When the jelly-faced women all sneeze
Hear the one with the mustache say,
at the wall while I'm in the hall
How can I explain?
It's so hard to get on
And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn
Inside the museums,
now and later and sweet ass-niggas
Soon as you get famous, they wanna ass-kiss
Only thing that I'm missing is Hov verse (JAY-Z)
I get a feeling, they
I'm doing it for?
Hungry like it's my rookie year, and I'm new to the sport
The game is tied up, they looking at you in the fourth
Do you take
just the way life is
See I love when I get hit on by girls man
You know how much confidence it takes for a woman to approach you
Now let me tell you
I'm gonna find my way
(I can't come back to this)
I'm gonna find it
(You wanna know why huh?)
I'm gonna find my way
Made to be phased by nothing unless
me
I'm the one that held you down Nigga you owe me
Boy, you got me fucked up i swear You do
Get a new whip and then you start Acting new
Like I wasn't
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