Lyrics:
for her birthday
She on her tippy toes with it like it's ballet
Spanish mommy so she calling me her Padre
And crazy part I just met her by the valet
I
ladies like a pimp tho
And they be bringing me money and I can't get enough
I don't think I'm funny why you think they call me buck
She brought in
Criminal minded nigga can you hear me wave
Yo' pistols in the sky
And roll a fat-ass blunt, I buck that shit
I bet it'll get you high
They wonder why I'm
hang in the shop, I don't fuck with the opps
If a hick in my spot, then I'm runnin' his block
And if twelve ain't behind me, you know I won't stop
I only got a couple of homies
If you a hustler, I could, I could f*** wit you, homey
You spend a couple of bucks, I'll stay in touch with you, homey
niggas they can hate 'cause I'm gone ball right with my team
And while I roll up the tree
Shawty count that green for me
In high school they was mean to me
up for the regular people
I don't see nothing wrong with being regular people
Stay right here where we belong with the regular people
We don't
my word be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And if you riding with me
I been
imitate us
We just stay creative
All I see is black crowns
King me 'cause this is my time now
So all you other niggas bow down
'Cause all I see on me
me you would stay but you ended up going
I don't want you on my side with the shit that I'm knowing
I been losing love, going cold slowly
gonna play with em'
Twin out the A, tryna' tell me to slay wit' em'
Yeah that bitch bad, but I cannot stay wit' her
Barely a day with her
He got a gun
the woods
With Nic and Nappy Roots and blazin' that good good
Lord I'ma tell you we're doin' it just right
Got my Playboy bunny right by my side
This is me
can feel this is going to be long
I can't stop
My gratitude, which includes, dear reader
You, for staying here with me
For moving your lips just so
lame
For real
Tryna get paid
Y'all hoes better stay in yo lane
I don't care about reply's
Fuck you and them guys
Tell yo baby daddy
He can get shot
you my daddy, or you my mother
I don't know but I know we all related
And if we stay down there's no way that they can fade it
But that's just a game
riding me cause you see my legs are hella daddy long
Why am I so tall
A whole bunch of dead careers is what I'm standing on
No stilts on that's for you
Don't fuck around with my patience
Spendin' free time just gaming
Makin' hits, wanna listen, they faded
Why you tryna say that I ain't shit
Can't wait for
my sleep
Don’t let me fall or I’ll fall into to Deep
I see you in my dreams
That’s why I’m all ways asleep Without you I feel so incomplete
But theve
the crib suckin' dick, she be pleasin' me
Bitch, I'm by my lonely 'cause y'all never needed me
Ran off on the plug so my bro let me in
Bro, I can't love
at me
She be crying in fashion
She don't know the half I'm a savage
I'm hiding my life like American Dragon
Big mash on the ride of course
(Man
If you see my mama, don't say a word
The cops wanna know why my words are slurred
Don't ask me officer, ask her
Want another drink baby? She like,
bullshittin'?
Baby, why you bullshittin'?
Believe me, I get down, why you bullshittin'?
That's right, baby, why you bullshittin'?
It's pimpin' with me, don't
you sad)
If I had the chance to change my ways,
I'd probably stay the same.
Don't ask me to apologize, cuz I'm a piece of shit.
All I wanna do is
time to take a stand for all the black kings that are dying before me
Twistin the truth then cover with white lies, inventing a story
Don't you ignore
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