Lyrics:
listening
To you talk while I suck my stomach in
This morning
I didn't overthink or analyze
Didn't attempt to understand your mind
'Cause you like that shit,
Because nobody could talk like you
And know what's going on
Nobody elected your family
And we didn't elect your friends
No one voted for your advisers
Because nobody could talk like you
And know what's going on
Nobody elected your family
And we didn't elect your friends
No one voted for your advisers
Time is up kids
Everybody go back to your rooms
You're not allowed to leave
An hour in nine you think it's fine
But you go back home and you're still
you done
I'll omit politics 'cause your corrupt ideals ain't the subject
Not an ounce of accountability, so I'm sayin' "fuck it"
I had this bottled up
the fuckin coolest
Kid on the block, but they just the biggest dufus
Who likes to talk, most of y'all seem clueless, yeah
Guess I must have lost you somewhere
something new
I love finding them clues
I have a question babe
Can you be mines?
I actually got another question
Can you be on my mind?
Last question
Do you
blow your mind through the roof top
Now who wanna? Who wanna?
Keep playing imma shoot that up
Now toot that up
Pen game and my wrist game on ice
Mix
some, and still sound slum
Cause they didn't learn the fundamentals
at this, and I insist that they get dissed
For fraud, their weak rap tunes keep me
they're blowin' up my line while I blow this smoke
Ice on my neck powdered face like snow
And now my phone's so lit I can't see this blow
Roaches fiending
styles for ya bay-bay
In stacks so when I rap the claps come
Through I'm new but been hearin' cheers for years and
Fear is a mind state, I rip up raps
girl
Them Compton Clovers I'm taking over
There once was a time
Where I had this friend of mine
And it was...it was always on my mind man
And I would
by this man on a mission
After just two rounds it’s clear you’re defeated he read ya like a Book
Cooked ya now your style’s depleted
So be your own
through with the humps, I thump the shit out your block
I'm on alert for the cops, be on alert for the cop
Spotted some hoes, tooted my horn at the bitch
I come through with the humps, I thump the shit out your block
I'm on alert for the cops, be on alert wit' a cock
Spotted some hoes, tooted my horn
(cookin' them O's)
Like horseshoes, I was tossin' them O's
Time to re-up, gotta recycle the flow (recycle the flow)
I'm emotional, I hug the block (ayy)
on my SLEEVE
Keep it going? Did I say LEAVE?
No I didnt, so FREEZE
Speak now or forever hold your PEACE
Yeah I know im keeping it NEAT
Yeah im balling
a hawk to you
The girl was scared to death
She said leave my ass alone I don't really want stress
He said we know where you live
So better keep your ass
This one for my mind, yeah
This one for my mind, yeah
I just wanna' free my mind
Excuse me as I move right by
This one for my mind, yeah
This one for
die today
I tuck the Uzi at my hip yeah
We finna spin again
At a young age I had to get off the block
I wanna feel like a kid again
My Issey Miyake
a fact cause I impact these faggots
If you're scared call the undertaker
To take you six feet deep and make you dig your own grave
We didn't speak
certificate
But I know your other kids was taking over ya time
And you wanted too be a good father in they life and that’s fine
But to yo kids I’m not bashing
Last but not least, I wanna thank me
I wanna thank me for believin' in me
I wanna thank me for doing all this hard work
I wanna thank me for
0191
The north is lit let me light one
OGT gonna blow like a time bomb
Where you think you gettin all your supplies from
Life flies by, where is
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