Lyrics:
therapy session
I just spit like Em's nation
Like I'm his emanation
But my retaliation to the world
Is not procrastinated but hurled
Down by the crown
true to you, darlin', in my fashion
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my way
I enjoy a tender pass
By the boss of Boston, Mass
Though his
true to you, darlin', in my fashion
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my way
I enjoy a tender pass
By the boss of Boston, Mass
Though his
true to you, darlin', in my fashion
Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my way
I enjoy a tender pass
By the boss of Boston, Mass
Though his
blunts, but it's the codeine that I'm pissin' (What?)
My homie got both of ya hoes and now they pussy kissin' (Okay)
I slither with my slimes, slatts,
think I'm on my fourth fine
And maybe if you shot your signals like a drone strike
I would be prepared like workers in the coal mines
Jump inside those
complimenting my mood
Do favor my fragrance enticed by my fumes
Stretch the night out like latex when I'm next to you
Is being boujee your alias or is it a fluke
these suckers, not tryna get killed
Aint tryna get killed Your pussy ass niggas ain't built
That's why I ride with my stick I'm talkin' bout 30 round out
That's on God and oh my God
I feel amazing today
Even tho' I'm flying by the seat 'uh my pants
Like them old folks say
That's okay cause I get money I get
belong
All you ever did was put salt on my wounds correct me if I'm wrong
Can't stand this hell that you keep putting me through
As long as it's not you
know what to think
Without you I can't breathe
This journey goes endlessly
I'm not your fucking enemy
Can you promise I'll see you again
Fuck the world I
the minimal
I cut a rug not the umbilicals
I'm not the doctor
Working with chemicals (nope)
I'm touching the people and I ain't got tentacles (at all)
I make it
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
success is a paradigm
Not even the sun could stop my shine
Hop on the mic and the boy get vicious
Promise I am not fictitious
Clean up the game like I'm
spot the fakes
You do that I promise you nigga, you gon be okay
My turn
Left me lonely in my season
Come back a creeper
Completing all my goals
Cause me
But everything will be okay
I know that things may not be going great right now
But everything will be okay
(I promise)
Cos tomorrow is a new day
New
Load up the Drac'
Fuck it, I'm makin' 'em pay
It's however niggas wan' take it (ayy)
I'm havin' my way
'Set out here havin' his way
Qua' out
moving passive
I'm combative, added feelings had my temper rising rapid
I'm taking off my glasses to better hear all the bull shit that you chatting
in my bedroom, watch my body glisten
Talk to me nice, and I promise I will listen
I'm what you been needin', baby, this what you been missin
Act
want to take off when I'm bothered (Run!)
Marion Barber
Swear I'm not fearing the mobsters (FrrrrFow!)
I promise I park em
I can keep up with a scholar
by myself and wonder what i did wrong
And if I'm the one that pushed everyone else away
Turns out that my heart wasn't what led me astray (Okay okay
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