Lyrics:
I ain’t never had a crew
My heart pump blue
But it bleed out red what you want me to do
Cause I ain’t fucking with you
Yeah I ain’t fucking with you
about
I mean I'm in to chemistry
But not that technological route
I'm into confident ladies that call me couch
I do the north you do the south
When I
stars are dancin' 'round the North Carolina moon
Now when I die boys, make me this promise
You'll send my body back up North Carolina way
I don't
Girl, I don't give a fuck about
Presents underneath the tree
None of those gifts mean shit to me
But you know what's on my wish list?
Girl, I wanna
to make them
Souring the mood
It's Annandale
I been tryn'a break trends
Keeping up my maintenance
Dealing with my blues
You mad as hell
Talkin' 'bout my
homie you must be touching it wrong if you don't feel me (you don't feel me)
(Still breaking boys off, hmm) Candy painted with the gloss
You can hate
bitch bad in the morning no edits
Squares set you up for a kill now
You kiss her on the mouth but you pimp how?
Fucked you told the opps where you live
just with a pen and page
I make sacrifices, bloody sacrifices
You can't be everything to everybody
I wanna be your lover, your best friend
Your
as a curtain
'Cause I'm not comforted by red and blue lights when I'm hurtin'
Mommy loves you yeah I knew but I wasn't certain
'Cause the lenses through which
wine
Stomach hurts increases the verse
Makes the words mean their curse
Who are you
Nothing but blue
Reverb shouts to the ocean view
Nothing comes back
forgot to
When it's said to you, look where you're heading to
Blue take it over, I'm back to the edit room
Uh, fuck a phone screen
Let me go ahead and do
what sets the stage, presenting a story of coming-of-age
They call me Lil N8, and plenty of names
I wanna tell you about me and the things I became
Don't
Hard when you lack allies
About to go munch some french fries
Used to fry
When I was tryna get by
Used to get butterflies
Now I'm flying wise
Flying
with this lens
She said
Let me edit it
Where do I begin
Lets hope this works
Add some filler, I need more lips
Make it bigger, I need more hips
But I
catch me outside
Unsupervised sifu like Miyag(i)
I'm a lion and I'm gold Ima God
I'm a beast Ima king be advised
You don't wanna see a nigga bite down
Got
And treat me like a criminal
Who wanna challenge mine? I'm sick of St. Valentine
I did the violent crimes that's why I got this style of rhyme
Seek
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
It's improper
And you're telling me my future is to serve cause i'm a corper
Wanna ball like Michael Jordan
Wanna ball like Michael Jordan
Wanna ball
it
I wanna see you move
I wanna see you push it, baby
Oh, just push that thang on me
Push it, baby; I wanna see you move
I wanna see you
When I
You can find me in the parking lot
By the car lot-where we spark a lot
Up in the hallway it be dark a lot
We don't talk to cops cause we all be
to send a video, I don't edit my pics
I work for it, I'm on my shit
And when I'm walking by, yeah, I know the truth is
He wanna know how she get that
wanna buy me some tickets"
He said "gotta red ticket, green ticket, yellow ticket,
Blue ticket, what kinda ticket you want?"
He says "I wanna red
marrow
Make a knife handle, skin you like tatanka
Then run you down like my
Name was Larry Csonka
Who used to be a Dolphin down in Miami
Play me too close
Y'all cant deny it, I'ma fuckin rider
You don't wanna fuck with me (yeah)
Got skills in the trunk with me (ok)
Switchin lanes, do a buck with me
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