Lyrics:
got a call from Mama
Auntie passed, it's raining
Send my cousin my love I'm outside praying
Raw papers blazing
Humbly patient this what I live by
the message that I sent to you left me on read, so I see red until i get to you , laying in my bed it's a few words only that I wish you knew fucking with a new
had my fuckin' shirt off in the House of Blues
K, you gotta fuck this nigga girl, he gotta get abused
All that shit 'bout burning tattoos, he is not
(message, legend)
The only reason I stay on tour, is 'cause I gotta pay my rent (on tour, my)
I never thought it would come to this, to be the most
believe it?
And your girl's a freak and I'ma leak it, I can't keep a secret (Fuck It)
40 thou, chillin' out, under my PosturePedic mattress
Look at me
Alex did me dirty around the same week
Kicked me out the house back to mama house to sleep
I was plotting on my revenge like every week
Damn, I couldn't
off
Back to my house
Back to my house
She got a man
I'm taking her out
I'm taking her out
Showing her off by my side then we heading
Back to my house
john's balls
All my players in the house that can buy the bar
And the ballin' ass niggas with the candy cars
If you a pimp and you know you don't love
Steppin` out from underneath my shadow
Walking home from fridays nine to five
Rememberin` the long way round the meadow
The one we used to take
complicated (hol' up)
Girl put your feelings to the side (hol' up)
All you gotta do is be straight up (hol' up)
Don't let a minute pass by
Fuck a text message
so proud to call you my girl my girl
My girl my girl
Yeah and I´m so proud to call you my girl
You wrote time i´ll be there by your side
Girl, I´m
me in the eye
A couple thousand miles away
You took me by surprise
You left a message on the telephone
From New York City, your new home
You
look me in the eye
A couple thousand miles away
You took me by surprise
You left a message on the telephone
From New York City, your new home
You
bitch
Now check it
I be here to wreck it
Every second
Get the message
It's a lesson
Ain't no question
With your bitch and she naked
She me at my house
by how you walkin' he don't dick you down
Don't you hear my talkin', baby?
Love me now or I'll go crazy
I can put you in dream house (house), Star
Stupid mother fucker coming in my house
Stupid mother fucker come in my house he said
You living for the wrong one easier said than done, I'm dead
and the message you speak
Only time will reveal all the lessons you seek
Always rose to my feet when it's pressure received
Only thing that is promised I will never
Isn't much that I feel I need
A solid soul and the blood I bleed
With a little girl, and by my spouse
I only want a proper house
There isn't
Isn't much that I feel I need
A solid soul and the blood I bleed
With a little girl, and by my spouse
I only want a proper house
There isn't
know what I'm sayin',
There tryin' to say, that I'm gonna feed my fans electric kool aid
They got me fucked up
In this house there is no room for
the type to fake it
I wouldn't try to take it
Tie your girl to the back
Of my Jeep butt naked
Slide her monkey ass down the hill
So if you don't want beef,
rushing by my window)
The sun rushing by my, my window,
Window, my window yeah
The wind blow through my, my Shadow yeah, my shadow, my
Shadow yeah
(No one)
sins
Loudly run by those fuckers pulling up at his house, sticking their nose in it, left with no choice but to pull a machete from the boot of his car,
where they taxed the town and teaming
Up with other founders demons and hoods but not ghettos
Stylish heathens musical messages unusual messages
In my
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