Lyrics:
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her?
I'ma name her Bonnie
I read about your uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over
demand
Yeah, I write with my right hand
One day I'll have money and have grands
Huevo gang is my brand
I smoke weed on command
Your phone be dry like sand
your name up
It was day, night, Kid Cudi, every day write, tryna maintain where I came up
Put in hard work when they called out
When the bread call,
pants, yeah
Bury a million in the sand, by the clock tower
Before I die, take a hot shower
Ride the Harley into the sunset
By chance I seen her in
Seemin Like They World Is Staged
But From Georgia To Bk And All Around The World
Get Your Hands In The Air If Your Avoiding The Cliche
If You've Been Hurt
I could write out your music and have it in perfect tune
Got a plethora of talent keep you on yo toes
I can sing, and I can rap, and I can even
that God listens but it’s so hard to pray
I hope that one day we escape this and make it to the better days
In your name I pray
The Lord is my Shepard
niggas scatter,
Teeth start to chatter, your head I'm-a splatter.
Arraigned. Breakin' to maintain and watchin' my name bring you pain.
I'm standin'
that you're in front of me
I'll write our names in the sand
And hope the waves wash it away
A secret that I'm too scared to explain
I wanna tell you
Roll your ass over and tap the butt
Too $hort baby all in them guts
I'm not your ABC, from the alphabet
Every letter I'll write'll get your pussy wet
regardless, man, I'm on my way up
Keep my name out your mouth Watch this Glock air out
Like B&B, you can spin the block that's by my house
I'm DND, block
Dispense with the formalities and schemes
You may be contemplating
Foes are turning furry in
A hurry when transmogulating
By the pricking of my thumbs
free when your brain's in prison?
I'm by myself but I'm still with the coalition
You don't make moves you're only just hoping and wishing
Criticize me
you, lil' bro done got himself a 30
Uh, got your name all in his discovery
I been breaking hoes and never told 'cause they in love with me
If she
yo' chest
For people that's talkin my name
All the undercover niggaz is lame
People talk about me without the fame
But that's okay homie, I'll put you
disposing
Ima scorpio hit you with poison
Distortion In your memory
Barefaced but you still won't remember me
They'll pass up this great like my name was
opponents in their vocal ( chords )
I'm still the goat cuz my skill is so gold
(So dope)
I'll spit the flow so sick and cold
( so cold )
it'll split your dome
and is still to come
Father you know my righteousness
Still you've chosen me to bless
In a world that's driven by pride and greed, never let them inside
and keep my vest on the floor
I'm still protected by the lord like never before
Acceptin the lord, for sakes, still respectin the lord
Praise his name for
all
If you sliding in, nigga what you sliding on
All my obstacles fickle
Ez wider ignited on
You say the name
I'll write it off
If you sliding in
Let me tell you something like Nino
The world is yours like Scarface, Al Pacino
Learn to love and throw that Mac through the Windows
Don’t sleep
to Him. Not you
Will be on the same level in Timbuktu
With Kim Jung Un
Wearing Reebok shoes
Watching basketball, then I'll Rebound you
Even then I still
Remember that I'm not a matador, so get off that bull-shit
I put rappers and singers in they place
A real rudeboy with the raz', I write it all over your
by the FED's
But I'ma still put a hot slug
Dead in your braids
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