Lyrics:
Woke up this morning
The first thing i said was FUCK
I wanna get hit by a truck or a bus
Fuck life nigga i’ve had enough
It’s a nice little scene but
leaving
Butterflies inside happy I could be the reason
Cut by your exes I was the one to patch that bleeding
Yea I still stood ten toes
I see you woulda
after me, then swear to God, she not forgettin' me
Hardcore, the way I do my lil' shit
Talkin' out his neck, but he is scared, lil' bitch
I been packin'
aggressive
Feeling oppressed by the system and it's message far from level headed
Chapter femme present eccentric reinvention redirected
All the rage
Whole lot of shots I'm not aiming down the sites
Talk that shit today you'll be gone by tonight
Either turn around or take the scenic
Just know if I
Hollywood be astronomy, adul-atry rap
The battle axe split your wig back
Blood drip, leavin the track
I got pressin plants scared to put me on wax
From
said, "Oh," with a bitter frown
"That's cool, but I'll see ya round"
We jumped in the Mustang, police brutality's
an everyday thing, where I live
But it
Some nigga named cashis from Chris's hood,
Hes supposed to came back with iron I aint scared,
Yes I am momma, I don't wanna be dead,
But I cant run, too
ain't eat in a while
See the cal hungry
That's why I got my hand in
My drawers like I'm Al Bundy
A lot of y'all know that you
Stolen ya' style from me
You
[Hook x2: Romeo]
I'm gon do what mama said
But ya'll ain't gonna tell me how to live my life
I might be young but I got bread
I'm straight form
gotta move
I ain’t scared of your crew
Brood up getting shoot
I'm blowing up how you like that
I got some racks in my side bag
They used to tell me that
ain't sayin' its no type but you hear the exhaustion
Fuck what you heard, I'm surrounded by bosses
Got sticks and the clips, so you better be cautious
Get Ya Camaflauge Suit's and Ya Combat Boots
We Aint Goin To Our Rat
We Jus Pullin Up N Shoot
Ur Lifes What I Want Dog u Can Keep The Loot
This Is How
UGHH SO BABY SHAKE IT LIKE A SNAKE DO/
'CAUSE I GOT SOMETHING IN MY PANTS THAT WILL BREAK YOU/
YOU BRING YA FRIEND BABY WE CAN TAKE TWO/
BACK TO THE CRIB
we ain`t scared to bust
From the see-e-o to the rest of us we (soooo serious)
(Mack 10)
Chuck taylors & fat laces
& 211`s & dope cases
& pit
bet you scared of that iron
Perpetrating like you a gorilla, selling drinks in line
You ain't never seen the Pen nigga, the penitentiary
They talk
(hehe, clip the mic, hehe)
Got a big head, this motherfucker
Cause I think a lot
Let me move all this money
Be kicking all that money around, ya feel
the glory, there's so many stories around my way
It's been hard on us, day by day
Watchin my step gotta play where I lay
Now why this mother fucker want
scared of
but I got a woman that aint afraid
to tuck the toast in the escalade
pop on niggas that showing me shade.
But only for the Rule cause thats my
in your dreams imma haunt ya
Body bags over body bags in my closet like I'm Dahmer
That's me though
Wanna talk then deep throat
I didn't wanna do
Uh, this grown man talkin'
Don't go tellin' your momma
Don't go runnin' up in the house like you scared of a monster
Stick our chin up, go do some
supposed to get dap
I'm like, "Man, you got murdered by your opening act!" (Get outta here!)
You ain't fucking with what I brought to the table
You just
HELP !)
Trying to find out who's at the controls
If it's the wizard of oz
By now he must be fucking old
Probably turned to stone like that statue
Yea Yea
Yea Yea
Ian never scared to ever say I love my bitch
She gone slide for a nigga
Yea she know we forever rich
She gone die for a nigga
Thats
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