Lyrics:
're through, girl!
And even if it's true, girl
You do what you can do!
Bit by bit, putting it together
Piece by piece, working on the vision night and day
love me like that
How do you do it
How you touch me when you
Hit it from the back
How we such a mess and
We get back on track
How
The first time you met
a fart
Rudolf red beam
Mark my opp
Deliver all my cash
No parts
Expect the worst
Force what I want
Yes I do slimes
Fuck what you heard
Not YSL
N0 Cl0ut
they hand on the biscuit
Do ya, want to get caught lifted; or sober, so you can react quick?
Blow you off the atlas as if I caught you fuckin my wife
(Let's run it, let's run it, let's run it)
Yo, fuck you, Kanye, first and foremost
For making me do this shit, muhfucker
Had to throw everybody
shit and try to mimic it
Listen in, if you want some notes on how to flip a zip
If you blind I'll open up yo eyes this track a trip off 'cid
I'd whip
y'all soft or something?
Ha, what's up?
[ Play ]
Crazy?!
Yo Kid, you take this
[ VERSE 2: Kid ]
Now it never ceases to amaze
How the public jumps
drinking too
You don’t think too much, when I think it through
I don’t really want to fight like you think I do
I just want to keep things like you like your
Came from the dirt now we in the hills
Swear it's all so close could be counting mills
Nice lifestyle show you how I live
This the shit that I been
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
I’M AN ANGEL
S
ee what I want and yes...have at her ‘til she lose her breath cuz
I’M AN ANGEL
I can feel it in my dreams I can do anything baby get
know that I rip it
All I need is a minute
Get up in it and leave it obliterated
And you want to test me?
You're fucking with a killer, bitch
"Ripper"
show 'em how we do, what we do and why
Keep ballin' in our ride, driving show, I pass 'em by
You see our paper, haters hating but it's still all good
work for those who do believe in them
Black magic, it's black magic
Do you believe in black magic?
It's black magic
I believe in
do my tunes just for you
And it's true that
Once again, look at who, who's back
I keep bringing heat to new school tracks
Everybody wants to do, do
But you know what?
They don't want music (x2)
They just want (a boom, boom, boom boom boom (x2))
They don't want music, they don't know how to use it
Welcome here dear traveller
So it seems that all your travel have brought you here
Here, into te wines of my raspy tired vioce
What do I want, wish,
up
Do work, treat rap like a ripped skirt
Sow it up, rep your hood, nigga, throw it up
You'd been standing by my side for years
Sold out concerts
If I tell you what to say, then it’s not you talking
And if I taught you how to think, you would fall asleep sobbing
And if I tell you what I want
But you know what?
They don't want music (x2)
They just want (a boom, boom, boom boom boom (x2))
They don't want music, they don't know how to use it
steered you wrong inside a concert hall
My crystal ball can see the future, to the beat y'all
Magic, it's black magic, do you believe in magic? It's black
My arms are always open
Your fears always rollin'
In the deep and you can't control it
What you want
What you want, emotion?
My arms are
my shit like acne?
You Stan me
I been on my can do since before I rapped and now
I am more present than vaccine
You toe the line I'm a cut above it you
my story, you know what I'm sayin'
And then uh, I remember Cole did it, when did he do it?
He was on Friday Night Lights?
Nah nah, he did it
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