Lyrics:
Got a bitch make a nigga go broke on
When she walk by got me singing slow songs
Heard you wifed that hold on hold on
Heard you gas hoes like you left
little daddy’s girl
All alone in this world cause nobody wants her
Hanging by a thread
She hear voices she says
They're calling her soul
Filling the clip
Hoodie up, I don't wanna see a soul
Everything fun is starting to turn old
Show me how to feel, I'm starting to turn cold
But everything I touch is
it's done
Ooouuu
Exert all that effort just to still be under me
Flexing on all these fellas' gotten fun to me
Don't mean the country when I say I'm
still don't believe me than ask my mother
Because I love my gun, I play wit' my gun
Have fun wit' my gun, have sex wit' my gun
And I don't put
tryna laugh it off
Trust me this ain't fun at all
Recording till my voice is gone
I wonder who gon hear this song
Yeah yeah
My voice fucked up right now
niggas who be flexing with usual stuff
iPhones, pocket money from the rents, and daddy's best car
One of them goes by the name Retarded, whack as fvck
Poppin' pills, doin' blow, is the new lifestyle
But I don’t give a fuck, you fuck with me, I’m fuckin' back
And just to make it clear, it’s not the college
Guts be throw up sipping on rum
We sing from the creed of a begger's last son
Cash fast fun, no life undone
Take what you need son cause you daddy made
You got a voice, you got a choice
Go make some noise
Don't ever let 'em tell you who you are
Raise 'em up
Fist black and blue, fight for the truth
Its
on Serena
Voice so soft swear she sound like Aaliyah
I don't know too much but I know I gotta keep her
Put her in the coupe, top down when I see her
Livin'
I made you cry
And it's like two guns cause you shot me down twice
I search for new fun, wait a lie
Cause I want you to run to my house where it begun
to make you
Ape, keep fine shady's name out of your mouth plus don't talk about me, stan
You fit too perfectly in a can
Yes, you are horrible
to make you
Ape, keep fine Shady's name out of your mouth plus don't talk about me, stan
You fit too perfectly in a can
Yes, you are horrible
A newspaperman
I don't think it's fair, I live in a crazy world.
So many evils lurk, they just make me feel bad.
His voice it so loud
It was dark, stressful.
even
a pool house party by benz
These rocks make delusions
I needa lie down
This shit the only way yea
I stay on the ground ]
Leave me at the daycare
Imma smoke
voice goes hoarse
She had all kinds of dick tangled up her spinal cord
The laws of physics couldn't explain how her legs behind her head
While she
know what I'm saying?
Before you make them moves
Talk to the man upstairs
Don't do nothin' with out you know
Maintain partner one day at a time
Peace
I had, I had, I had some fun with that one right there
That shit is takin' me back
Word 'em up, word 'em up
Ayo, how many people ready for this
loved his voice
So smooth and rough
He knew what to say
To make her blush
And he had a past
He didn't talk about
Didn't know it then
But she got it now
Down syndrome diagnosis but you were born without it
Protected by the blood of Jesus and don't you ever doubt it
Two months after a healthy birth made
a prayer
Then a voice comes through the air
Hi there daddy remember what you said
Tell me a story tell me a story
Tell me how your eyes are glassed
a prayer
Then a voice comes through the air
Hi there daddy remember what you said
Tell me a story tell me a story
Tell me how your eyes are glassed
I'm 30 I can lay in the sun
My dividends can show and prove the real meaning of fun
That's why I live by the sword but you can die by my gun
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