Lyrics:
go to bed early
My bedroom was right by it
Singing "Gloria in excelsis Deo"
Sure enough angels came to comfort us
And we rode on wings through all
Slide in this bitch super fast,
I just rolled up me an eighth,
A 3.5,
This shit super gas,
Kendre got smoked by the police,
So please do me a favor,
But they starving for some change
That's hunger games
They want me to fall
Stay down and die
Instead
I use the hate they throw at me
To fashion wings
the seeds, renounce the fake and weeds, the family proud of me
Opps'll find a reason to look down on me, but ain't nobody doubtin' me, nah
Know this life I was
come by I get surprised
Although you fuck me up sometimes
And every time I wake up with a happy birthday cake and surprise from my friends
It used suck
me now, that my new shit out
On point like Stacey Adams, Cane and a toothpick style
You gotta pay me extra just to take a group pic now
It's all about
by 3’s
Steph Curry
Sick an’ diseased
Opps got genital herpes
I’m a general in the streets
Hoe please
Down on
Both knees
Worshipin’ me
Den we
applications
Shit I like to rhyme and I won a battle or two
Down at the PAC with the crew the kid from broward can duel
Yeah he got a few filler lines
By now
How can sick can one nigga be
You think I'm off that PCP but its Chewy!
A lot of niggas never heard of me
I said beware of me
Now they scared of me
It's going to be a crazy night
And I'll be dropping the best hits
Best music all the way down
So if you guys wanna get your groove on
You better hit me
to chill when the club is crowded
But these dudes drink the liquor down daily by the gallon, wondering why their license ain't valid
We got drink over here,
I wanna ask only you, four-car garage
Rihanna and Kobe, in my entourage
It's plenty of room, backyard to shade
Don't carry it out
Me and my baby, I
have ruined this
I figured you might've moved on to these newer kids
My extra, extended hiatuses
Who would've thought you woulda let me get away with
away
Give the world a album every month like issa birthday
No wait issa knife
Imma cut me a slice
Have my cake and eat it too who is that slee that's I
[Intro: Girl]
And you will never break me til the day I die
[Verse: Angie]
Yo everytime I turn around they say
How I deal with that weak shit
I
Social Season
I'm about to level up
Level up
I'm about to level up
Level up
Call me the one with the vibes
Swerving on I-95
Got my girl by
follows me
Like the cracks on the roads
Where we going we don't need bones
Scrape scape skate straight down to nah
Straight up to
Trust man
Trust man
I got
Everybody saw me now they hella want me
They want all the shit that I got
Do anything for it buy me a new Rollie
First album we comin in hot
Do what you
the revelations, like the Bible times
Wake up people
We're in this right now
Snot
Revelations
Produced by Arvil
Enjoy this entire album
Peace
a dancer, I be quick to pull my pants up after
I walked in, horns blowing like I got the answers
My brodie text me verse, you know I'm quick to put my man's
Yeah, I pray i pray a lot
Because I'm a nigga that's
Always in a situation
And I need someone's help
And ain't no human that can help me
I swear down
love and affection
Heard me with the Fugees, still ain't making a connection
Fulfill my destiny wasn't nothing y'all could tell me
Ripping down
hard to keep
My head straight
It's like trying to go up but held down by deadweight
Walk on land, stay interesting
Nine albums dropped and I can't
she hate
Then she stuck with me
No, we don’t speak Japanese
But we do chop it up like the Japanese (Okay)
I met her casually
Taking pics by my car oh so
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