Lyrics:
passing fists
Not gonna lie you're bad at this
Rapping shit
I'm Rhianna
I'm the baddest bitch
Don't like you
You're the fakest man
Got iconic lines
Like
that's obscene
I'm the iciest boy you've ever seen
I'm not sorry for who I was, who I was last year
It's too bad we parted
At least my life is so clear
Smokin like it's fresh air
Bad boy getting bitches
Like I'm Mike Lowery
Finesse a niga and I did it proudly
Swag talkin loudly
Weed smokin loudly
Met the gang
They stay adjacent
Heard your vibe is pretty trash
So on the list you will be waiting
Patient I'm so patient
Not bothered by phony
a forgotten toy on the top shelf
I'm a big boy and I only need myself
It's like a super sad movie scene
Where the antagonist doesn't know what life means
amusing me
I try to be a nice guy but I swear that y'all just using me
Day-by-day, yeah I notice
You gotta block fake and you gotta stay focused
Told me
back in the day
Was unnecessary, your boy sedentary
You gotta move you gotta move I get the message Mary
That was my first crush, took years 'till I got
Sometime in 6th we ended up in the same class
I'd seen you before, brown hair and blue backpack
You pestered the teacher and oh you made me laugh
rested
And back at it
You see my love for these streets
Was my only bad habit
A know it all and I never
Wanted to listen
And the lil time was in school
Was
Hook: She say Martíze why don’t you come home ,You only hit me up when some wrong
You pressed skip on all my old songs,These day’s I can’t do no
tho fore you be the one wit nun nigga
But I know sometimes sometimes
We be caught up in the fun times
Not phased by dead bodies up in sun-times
So I
Head over heels
The way you played with his heart
And I hope at night when it's dark
You feel bad about us falling apart
But at the same time I'm moving
down in the mud but I got up
And what bout them checks? We runnin' it up
You salty, depressed like you need you some love
That boy tryna flex tell 'em
at making decisions
She wants the best for her only son
And I'm just too dumb (Just too fucking dumb)
Damn
What kind of man have I become
Mammas boy that
You wanna leave
And I can see your love broken
Oh no
You wanna leave
So I'm gonna walkout
Cutting them tags I'm with it
She wanna go faster
The Lambo
niggas all know I be spliffing shit
Baby wanna talk when she giving that gawk
But all I'm hearing is some gibberish
And I only ride with the ones I like
And the damage appears
You're either out on bail
Or you're in the jail
Just the same as your Dad
Only twice as bad
Now who is to blame
For this angry flame
You
And the damage appears
You're either out on bail
Or you're in the jail
Just the same as your Dad
Only twice as bad
Now who is to blame
For this angry flame
You
on my Denims
Woke up and went to the cleaners
Half of the shit that I saw wouldn't say it out loud cause you wouldn't believe it
I'm MJ my bitch bad and I
Up! Up! Up!
You don't got Get? (Get!)
No hiding no regretting till the day I meet my maker
I fuck a little bad bitch then I put it on her face!
leaving them all in my wake I
Know the only way is up now
I don't really wanna come down
Celebrate when we come round
You all outta luck now
I feel like
the smallest pain
Love, love's only those getting paid
Not the flames but the girls who stayed
We ended it but you run rampant
Through my drain
Now you're force
Bad Boy This Beat
This is dream's Bible, I see a vision, I'm optimistic
This is dream's world and y'all just living in it
I already figured, this is
Aren't y'all always truckin'
Aren't y'all always truckin'
Is that dog food
What up, doggy? Lock it up
This is a place built by my doggy
Sheesh, two
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