Lyrics:
cain now
And everybody gonna know my name now
Gonna know my name
I gotta hole in my brain
Where all my thoughts fall out
And I don't care whatcha say
I'm tryna keep from crying. Too often feels like I'm dying
Oh, yeah. I'm gonna do everything I want. I don't do trying
But right now, I'm starting
Grab a shot of liquor
And go down with the zipper
I lied, lied, lied
Everything is…wrong
(I think I got it)
I promise, you’re gonna love me
It
you're washed up and you're through
But sister's here to let you know
Boy you're gonna make it through
Sister, do you really believe that I can rise
and raised by Nas
Raised by the sharks but I'm swimming with the prawns
I found my own lane meet Mr Folarin
My words are unspoken
Emotion I'm token away with devotion
By smokin
But no one is chosen like you
It's only us two in the view
So whatcha tryna do
I
to stop your hurting too
Whatcha gonna do
When all you have is what I gave to you?
You were always reaching for the sun
Blinded by the light, I knew one
here for the night
And I ain’t tryina waste it
We gonna order shots of vodka straight
And pull the trigger
A superstar’s developing
No telling what
I'm a star (You a star, J)
Well you can be one too
Now here's all you got to do (Whatcha gotta do?)
You got to know knowledge of self's
Musty ass buds gotta heavy fruit taste
Flight in the morning gonna land in UK
It's 5 in the morning and I'm Drinking Dusse
I do what I want
I don't care
like Mr. Krabs
Popping like fish out of water, splash
I'm just tryna make some cash, tough
I'm sticking to my Agenda
No longer care if I'm gonna offend
(Grade A, Grade A, Grade A)
Take a bitch shoulder
Finna introduce y'all to Lil Reuben
AKA Mr g6, G Swig, me swig talk to ’em bro
Nigga, I'm clean
the time
With me by your side
How I made you mine
Swiftly like a crime
Feel like I'm on the rise
Feels like I'm gonna flow
Like I go, but I fly low
Whatcha
can't understand
How one real nigga became a real man
S is for the way I skeet in they mouth
One by one we muttin' 'em out
Man, them other niggas, y'all
down
Welcome to the game I'm done messing around
Hey, whatcha gonna do with that?
Wait, aren't you gonna give it back?
Now, its a drug that you
Come on gal gimme whatcha' got I love all the things you do
Give you everything I own let's make a little home
I only wanna be with you
Let me put my
you're a nice guy but that just won't do
She want (bad boys bad boys all we want is bad boys)
Whoo alright now
Singles ladies (yeah)
I'm gonna need
be a shame."
"Whatcha gonna do tomorrow, Joe?
Whatcha gonna do on Christmas, got any plans?"
"Nothin' much."
"Why don't you come by the house
probably start tweakin
Cause a nigga slang dick & i do not miss she gonna start creamin
Break her back & she screamin
She like she don’t believe this
on him, and do a lil' more than stare at him
Poet I know it, I Mr. modern day Shakespeare
I'm a rider survival is what it is, it ain't fear
The absolute
'm alone
I tried and I tried I swear I tried but it seems that my last chance is gone
You thought I won't do anything
You are right
I'm gonna die now
In
K-K-K-K-K-Mac
Lil' mama whatcha doin'? What's up-up-up? (Oh, yeah)
'Cause I ain't gotta work this weekend, let's get up-up-up (oh-whoa)
And I
were "the man"
Now whatcha gonna do, since your plan is blown?
Can't get this little girl, Now your crying all alone
Too bad you judged me
By
Stop it lil' nigga you outta pocket lil' nigga
( Keep talking )
Have yo Mrs. blow me like a rocket lil' nigga
You know i'm KharMohn imma get
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