Digits
Ronem
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It's middle of the night I'm looking for a purse to snatch A pitiful thoughts that i have looking for a beat to snap The lyrics that i be spitting placing the bets on the head Of every fed now call me ted so what if my hands are red I Dare you to make fun of me stop assuming my last name Cuz it ain't no Bundy guess what's funny that you Could Actually sell your thoughts and put no regards in it a Message goes out to every retard that imma Kong in this Bitch and i be ripping your bones apart by flipping these Words I'm more gripping this curse these thoughts are Sporadic The way i look at the mic its like meth to an addict and i ain't going Nowhere till i grab some figures I'll Bent these stripes like imma Kanye To adidas and I'll trigger these gold diggers hit em' with the rhyme that They Can't figure gotta move back to my pace quicker but god knows If this is me talking or these bunch of liquors All of my life I've been tryna make some digits but Every time i f*ck around getting stopped by the midgets now i Had enough I'm finna put you six feet deep down and leave some stitches but All of my life I've been tryna make some digits but Every time i f*ck around getting stopped by the midgets now i Had enough I'm finna put you six feet deep down and leave some stitches Digits digits i start to rob these bitches hit em' with the sticks and burn off That Plastic on their lips so kids give em' Wishlist and make sure the pills Aint missed and i have never been tricked cuz i can sense a bitch and how Fast she Can switch now that's it that's the end of the bar got too many lines Here still can make people move outta my way More than a time square But I'm stuck in my head and my soul got possessed by this lead i'm rapping on My tippy Toe like imma belly dancer slicing your eyes off like imma peaky blinder So listen what I'm tryna to say when Everybody else was getting paid i got served by Two piece of loaf bread that's when my soul got traded had a Glimpse of this game But now i finally invaded so I'm backstage killing your vocals and make sure it never Get Resurrects i only got love for bitches to all the girls that i ever met i just swiped left And I'll write to my death just To see upset you can get and I'll grab the Axe if your lyrics Ain't stating facts so sit back and relax cuz my job here is To intimidate these tracks All of my life I've been tryna make some digits but Every time i f*ck around getting stopped by the midgets now i Had enough I'm finna put you six feet deep down and leave some stitches but All of my life I've been tryna make some digits but Every time i f*ck around getting stopped by the midgets now i Had enough I'm finna put you six feet deep down and leave some stitches As i approach the last verse I'm still up to snatch the purse man I hate these digits but there are ain't rap songs no More that can Make me feel rigid my lyrics represents me praying to god to put Some sense please now every time I touch the mic y'all can witness The bleed imma different breed and these motherfuckers better leave Cuz these thoughts I'm coming with and this ain't no ordinary melody I'm walking down the road with the devily stare not a Part of me So blame the amphetamine you wonder why I'm so bad and mean but this ain't About Toppin these Charts i was always into chopping these parts words Are more sharper than these darts but f*ck it lets kick to the Back when It was full of rap gotta shout-out the craft only words that i spray laughing At these wack rappers when Their words delay and i welcome yall for tune in As you about to witness the play so click a picture of a trickster he Who put up A mixture of a wit and with these rhymes he call himself a sinister won't spare Anyone either its your Girl or your sista i possess these bloody lines so get ready For my finisher but what's the point if my pockets can't Get thicker now i must Admit that i need to follow the path of jack the ripper All of my life I've been tryna make some digits but Every time i f*ck around getting stopped by the midgets now i Had enough I'm finna put you six feet deep down and leave some stitches but All of my life I've been tryna make some digits but Every time i f*ck around getting stopped by the midgets now i Had enough I'm finna put you six feet deep down and leave some stitches
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