Lyrics:
it, all my niggas bout it, you gon' die by respect
We ain't clean up shit, leave a mess I'ma lead the shit up for the best
Matter fact, they be mean,
don’t got shame?
You startin’ problems, you getting lame
Wait till its coming, wait till The Change
Judging me by my perspective
She look in
get tagged
Fuck up his head like a durag
Relapsed again, I'm like why did I do that
Heard someone lookin' for me
Pull up then I'm by my Vlone, no V
Make
my lyrics up so I can do a show
I've been writing these rhymes, for 31 years
But keeping it inside not able to face up to my fears
I've gotta pack it
me on my vacation?
Speakin' on the phone in an aggravatin' tone
Now I know what Michael meant by leave me alone
So I'm askin' who is it?
guess it's time to face it
You say that you done
You ain't have to lane switch
Sometimes I sit and look back
Cause I know we came from nothing
Me, my
on the wall with my secret eyes
Taking it in, try to be feminine
With my makeup bag, watching all the sin
Misfit, I sit, lit up, wicked
Everybody else
on the wall with my secret eyes
Taking it in, try to be feminine
With my makeup bag, watching all the sin
Misfit, I sit, lit up, wicked
Everybody else
on the wall with my secret eyes
Taking it in, try to be feminine
With my makeup bag, watching all the sin
Misfit, I sit, lit up, wicked
Everybody else
fucking a thug
Hittin' it raw, tastin' it, wildin' out of my character
Tapin' it, Tyra Banks face and Faith's lips
Givin' head like she knew me for years
need you
To come and chill wit me c'mon
One, Two, Check it
Mad views on her myspace shit
Just stoppin by, showing her love
While she sit's and all her
friends (two of her friends)
You can tell from the look on my face I got to stick to my pace
She let me fuck her face (fuck her face)
We trading cake for
This for you (uh) there ain't one day that go by
where I don't think about you (yeah)
This for my mother, Rest In Peace (uh)
To you and yours
another word then imma have to take a walk
If I'm gonna hear the fuckin' door knock
I ain't. Moving. From my. Spot
Bitch you thought
Nigga sit still like
(Wait, is it Malloy?)
I don't know what to feel these days
Lately, I've been feeling all kinds of ways
I got no one by my side to help me numb my
damn, I really miss him
Ran up my money but still ain't happy, like, what I'm missin'?
I guess they blinded by the diamonds, the fame, and the millions
I've come to terms with knowing I won't see your face again
I've cried and cried but I can't hide away
So little by little I die
Do you ever sit
Each curve and each flaw every one is my favorite
I love when your pussy sit right where my face is
Fucking you rough cuz you know how to take it
We
shit
Now they blowing up my phone cause my jams stay lit
Talking bout I knew you'd be the shit!
I make a face like McKayla Maroney
Cause bitches out here
While we sit at our table my family heads bowed low
My thoughts return to childhood to the finest guy I know
He doesn't speak good English he's
grace
Alleviate my fears cause I’ve never felt safe let me sit at your feet, let me stare at your face
Enter a world of the soon here after, Enter
Making my way downtown
I’m walking fast
Faces pass
And I'm home-bound
Staring blankly ahead
I make my way, make my way
Through them crowds
And I
Dark
And when it kicks in you can hardly talk
And by the sixth gin you're gon' probably crawl
And you'll be sick then and you'll probably barf
And my
Dark
And when it kicks in you can hardly talk
And by the sixth gin you're gon' probably crawl
And you'll be sick then and you'll probably barf
And my
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