Lyrics:
a timeout on these niggas cause my time is coming
Basically I feel niggas racing me
Y'all don't listen y'all don't get it
Ain't no geek replacing me I move
don’t need to sing no hook
Grab the game by the throat got them all shook
And they mad cause they b***hes liking my look
Me and the paper in love it’s
The name's Fiyablasta, got it memorized?
The abstract king is about to give you oblivion
Giving you vivid lyrics of written killings by spilling
No, I don't need your help, my trap, it ring like bells
A private location, I got these hoes waitin'
I'm with the woes chasin', cup got me so faded
how to be a father with no father
Got a gang of rejects tryna hang around my posse
Don't ask me how much bodies I have I just want somebody
Decisions
Yeah
Driver - You know what I'm saying? Why? Because they don't know how it is to struggle
Me - Right
Driver - When you don't struggle a little in
Everybody hates when I bring a light to it
Elephant in the room I swear every slight movement
Might make me fuck it up don’t question my movements
See if my
up
If I was fat, I'll still have the tommy tucked
If a nigga keep talkin', I'm runnin' up
Don't sip no lean, but I double my sipi cup
Rockstar,
In this lifetime you don't have ta prove nothin to nobody
Except yourself
And after what you've gone through
If you haven't done that by now
It ain't
by my sent
Lately been praying more
Saying less and
Ignoring trends
You can catch me when I ain't pushing pen
Keep it offline bitch don't ask me
don’t fuck with this shit
I am from the hood where we poppin' and shit
You and your posse ain’t stoppin' this shit
Me and my Migga we top of this shit
Memories kept me firm on the bridge to where am going only had tales no previews, no clips showing
Of the day in the life
he's getting close to the fight
property
I'm drunk off your charm your well don't run dry
You gas me up I'm well behind high
You talked your trash no time to act shy
Now show me what you
I react nonchalantly
Pull what's strapped on me
Get at all these bitches who want me on they shit
Once they jackass switch on me, give 'em a donkey
me to say
But earth made me this way
Im sure that I’ll be great by the adversity I face
Feel like I don’t give a fuck no more
Feel like I
as fuck, try to deny me now
Reaching ma pinacle, who the truest ne by me now
I give it to you raw, live, word of mouth
Coming out the South, automatic, POM
don't know what's comin' next
They don't know what to expect
Out here feeling bad like michael
Bipolar energy got me feeling hype yo
Sometimes I feel
, or die with me?
Or cry with me yourself?
Time is never guaranteed
Can't leave no feelings on the shelf
(No)
Sometimes I feel like, I don't have a partner
we met her
In bathrooms out by the solo
Double cups of that oh no
Yolo my money loco
So low my soul is so sold
Give it up for that blunt role
I been up
They say, "Fuck Haystak"
They don't say that when they see me
No 'cause in reality I'm bigger than on TV
Rolexes don't tick they glide, you can run,
This paper gone make me paper
If wavey give it the pen touch
This stage of wavey life take it day by day
And make it influx
This bag running out
Top to bottom you know that I'm spotless
Posse with me niggas know they won't try shit
Fashion Galore yeah my swag they be bitin'
Don't fuck with
boys cause they call me the villian
I don't date no broads I don't race no cars
Only one job is to break them laws
Fucking with us all we gone break you
teaching.
Learn by Holy Intellect cuzz it's a blessing.
Teachers study what is spoken through the speaker.
Weaker preacher there's no need for manifestin'.
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