Lyrics:
hit no licks
You say you a dope boy but you ain't sold no bricks
My baby mama left, I bought another nigga bitch
I do what I want, you do what you
through my head
Thinking how life could be
All of the things that I lately have said
Be what you wanna be!
What we deserve to be!
What we are meant
vigorous
Stroke that nigga like a zig zag rolled cigarette,
And I do it to get my dick wet
Brain grain rotten, I was a 12 year old gettin' raped by my
hit, then you next, yah
30s in case you do flex, whoa
I just stepped off of the plane, whoa
I'm gettin' love from yo main, whoa
She know me by my real
under my wings
Hey bae, you got what I need
I like it when you on me all day (yeah)
Hey bae, I'm planting my seed
Then 39 weeks, she'll have my baby
All debts forgiven this is the payback
Yea, see what I did right there?
I just made that money dance
Hah, oh shit, Ross
(Dance, dance, dance,
things go wrong
When you stand by my side,
How you relax my mind
And show me what to do
To make my dreams come true.
(I'll do anything)
Anything
The kids who played with sticks down by the creek
Now Johnny grabbed his pocket knife
And drew a line can hardly breathe
I'm praying that these xxx do
To brutalize us and murder us
Because they have their orders to do so
The police in our community couldn't possibly be there to protect our property because we
the cap please just sit down and relax
Hit the swervo and come pick up yo bih
Myles a real one for hopping on this shit
Find me a Ally like I am ross lynch
through my head
Thinking how life could be
All of the things that I lately have said
Be what you wanna be!
What we deserve to be!
What we are meant
this, I would indeed be one of the wrongdoers
They said, O Noah, you have argued with us and kept on arguing
Now bring upon us what you threaten us with,
And I've learned about it I've learned how Jesus can relate to the victims
Who have carried such terrible pain
But can I be real? I honestly struggle how do
[Chorus]
If you could you would get rid of me
What you gonna do when a nigga got to go hard
But I won't let you get to me
You should already figure I
I don't know why
Think I met you before
Maybe in a past life
Have I met you before
I don't really know what it is wit you
But we got that vibe like
I'm on my hustle......BITCH
Like russell simmons or simon garfunkel.....BITCH you heard
What i said i'm on my HUSTLE.......BITCH
Like rick ross minus
So many moves I turnt to a dancer
She very picky she got some standards
Talk to her nice please watch your manners
Some people say I do too much
Rock
schedule's symmetry
In life we do what we must and not tendency
If death contend
I open fire contestantly
Every day I get it like who you work for
Who
the street
When I got the milli pictured in my head
Ain't no stoppin 'cause the devil said I'm halfway dead
What can I say got them evil thoughts fillin'
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do
you play, nigga
Give a fuck about who you know or where you stay, nigga
Not what I believe, yet I perceive you in my way, nigga
I do just what I think,
lynch em (oh yeah)
How could I retire from the
Streets with a pension (how tf you do that)
Whoever done cook it
They gonna have to do the dishes (aight)
Yeah, I know that I'm winnin'
I'm winnin', I'm winnin', I'm winnin' (Wow)
Yeah, yeah, uh, I know that I'm winnin', I'm winnin' (Dos)
I'm winnin',
"Have a good day? Yo how many lighters you got in your pocket
Right now, man? That shit is wrong, you do this every time"
I annihilate your type if
.png/203px-Ross_Lynch_2_(cropped).png "Ross Lynch")
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