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Build
by Xanman
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He taking them Percocets and thinking
"Pain evil"
Internet bluffing, I really hate people
I keep going, God told me, "Gang needs you"
Apes everywhere, but I ain't Caesar
I took that bitch to the hotel
I took that bitch to the Four Seasons
No Jamie Foxx, she a gold digger
Stay to myself, act like I don't know people
Snaked by my homie, that shit turned me evil
Gun down, my dog like to murder people
I'm in South Carolina, in Myrtle Beach
I wish I could drive to
Heaven in this Lamborghini you lied to me
I can't stand you 'cause you a liar
Shot a nigga on the road, know I gotta go
I got a flat tire
I say, I love you to death
Love you to death and we don't got a title
Stood in front of the judge and I lied
Right hand on the bible
I let this bitch sing
Let her sing like we at a recital
I'll kill for you, I swear
I admire you like Michael
Got no heart, Kevin right along
And my feelings really strong
I know it's no love in the streets
But I need some in my home
PYT, pretty young thing
(Vukola, go get the bag)
My shooter with dreads, he 2 Chainz
A RP nigga like a shooting range
I got a lil' pump like "Gucci Gang"
This MAC came with the cooling fan
My dog been taking them 30s
He can't stand up
A nigga tryna find anybody, gotta jam us
Let's just say, you is my dog
I'll treat you like my kin
So much happened in my life, street nigga
Where do I begin?
My dog cook dope, he a Pyrex player
"Old Town Road" like Billy Ray Cyrus
Spent his last on a bitch
So he felt embarrassed
Tryna build an empire like Howard, Terrence
Tryna backdoor me, bitch, you're out of there
I've been through the storm like Halle Berry
I got Ruth's Chris and
Your bitch eating asparagus
I pull a nigga card like triple dare
He taking them Percocets and thinking
"Pain evil"
Internet bluffing, I really hate people
I keep going, God told me, "Gang needs you"
Apes everywhere, but I ain't Caesar
I took that bitch to the hotel
I took that bitch to the Four Seasons
No Jamie Foxx, she a gold digger
Stay to myself, act like I don't know people
Snaked by my homie, that shit turned me evil
Gun down, my dog like to murder people
I'm in South Carolina, in Myrtle Beach
I wish I could drive to
Heaven in this Lamborghini you lied to me
I can't stand you 'cause you a liar
Shot a nigga on the road, know I gotta go
I got a flat tire
I say, I love you to death
Love you to death and we don't got a title
Stood in front of the judge and I lied
Right hand on the bible
I let this bitch sing
Let her sing like we at a recital
I'll kill for you, I swear
I admire you like Michael
Got no heart, Kevin right along
And my feelings really strong
I know it's no love in the streets
But I need some in my home
PYT, pretty young thing
(Vukola, go get the bag)
My shooter with dreads, he 2 Chainz
A RP nigga like a shooting range
I got a lil' pump like "Gucci Gang"
This MAC came with the cooling fan
My dog been taking them 30s
He can't stand up
A nigga tryna find anybody, gotta jam us
Let's just say, you is my dog
I'll treat you like my kin
So much happened in my life, street nigga
Where do I begin?
My dog cook dope, he a Pyrex player
"Old Town Road" like Billy Ray Cyrus
Spent his last on a bitch
So he felt embarrassed
Tryna build an empire like Howard, Terrence
Tryna backdoor me, bitch, you're out of there
I've been through the storm like Halle Berry
I got Ruth's Chris and
Your bitch eating asparagus
I pull a nigga card like triple dare
