Lyrics:
should start thinkin bout all my clout
It’s all goin to my head left it on read I forgot what I said
The last time we spoke im broken with a joke
Woo woo woo woo woo
Keys they goin' in the trunk
Woo woo woo woo woo
Fiends they don't give a uh
October 31st I was standing by the sour
These
aint bout to let it get me
Whether or not he ballin
What's a man without a callin
cnd a reason for livin and goin all in
You either givin and gettin it
a stationary object
So how you gonna hit a movin target? Especially if you alcoholic
The party was coconuts until you spoiled it
Nigga what's goin
like to play Ska
Fuck what they say, 'cause we're still goin' far, yea-eah
(We're still goin' far, yea-eah)
(We're still goin' far, yea-eah)
(We're
goin' rocky
And my wrist's all froze
Champagne's in my glass
I'm surrounded by hoes
You know You know
You know that I fuck shit up
You know you know
so low
Like 10 feet underground
Now im feeling so high
That i'm touching the sky
What the hell did I do
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
I'm bewitched by
Starin' at a blank canvas
Thinkin' about what should I write, should I plan this?
Reminiscing 18, a freshman on campus
With dreams so big, nobody
got my backpack on
I'm gonna hear my favorite song
Eh, eh, eh, what's the scenario?
That boy keeps passin' me by
I said no diggity, no doubt
I thought
what I'm told by the place I deam
Home of Shatt Res, where they raise him
Boy,
I don't play God, I really am him
That's why they don't get every move I
Wussup, wussup
(Wussup, wussup)
I can give ya what ya like
Wussup, wussup
(Wussup, wussup)
Now stop
Make them girls jealousa
(Bang, bang)
Make them boys
yeah
(Got it, got it, got it, got it, got it goin' on)
(Got it, got it, got it, got it, got it goin' on)
I am classy, I am modern, I live by my own
to the room
Where you got me goin I'm bouta go get my gun or I'm not coming thru
What the fuck is we doing
I'm tryna go in the house and play call of duty
She
Can’t nobody tell me nothing
I just let em say shit
They don’t know what's goin on this time
They don’t know what's goin on
They don’t what's goin on this
was my idle (yea)
So what you want to do nigga
My knuckle game brought me fame in the project hallways
I got mad props, for killin cops
Dig a whole bury yourself nigga
Go ahead, keep goin' I got some nice dresses for you guys over there
The Incomparable H.O.
Yes
What you see
stop
Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's M.V.P
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me
Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
And I'm gon'
top
Sittin' right there in the middle by me
I was thinkin' 'bout a long kiss
Man, just gotta get goin'
Where the night might lead
I know what I was
alright, yeah
Now, you see we goin' dumb, dumb, dumb
Now, you see we goin' dumb, dumb, dumb
Yeah, one's too many, hunnid isn't enough
Yeah, a hunnid
The Lost Boys
Word is born, to survive is bug
Now you get your growing pains from a 45 slug
This is Romper Room
All we can do is goin on (oh what's goin
What it came with but I'm never gon back down
Man I'm goin up
I never goin back down
Only here to win in a game where it's stacked
All eyes on me
They
what’s what
Fuck expectations, so desperation
If you overlook me on this come up
You goin' understand where this comes from
You don’t know who’s goin’ roll
what to do
You got me paralyzed and I think I like it
Caught me by surprise, I'm not usually like this, no
Got me paralyzed, don't think I can help
"whatcha doin'?"
He says "I'm just walkin' on down by the pierside."
He says "what's up?"
He says "I gotta gig for ya"
He says "ya gotta gig for me?"
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