Lyrics:
and fashion
Bring it back
Lemme talk my talk
I'm Never wrong
Mehn I trust my guts
Fuck it up
Let me bust my nut
Talk is cheap
can't afford my my words
This
not to mention I did it by myself
Please Lord come and save me, (they locked me out)
By the day I get a lil more crazy, (they locked me out)
Build
with this 9 (Bow)
Mum said "Be home by 8"
I'm out lurking on the 7th side (Sorry)
Six in the spinner
Ive 'ready circled about five times
Four in
Snap ya fingers do the step
You can do it all by yourself
Baby girl
What's your name
Let me talk to you
Let me buy you a drink
I'm t-pain, you know
S*** be so real you can feel this
Trying to find out what’s the meaning
Don’t offer your hand I don’t need it
Aye
Imma come up on em’ real quick
anyone else
Whether I put above on shelf or put them below to shut them all out
I never pout
Now Imma come round
We cannot talk, now just settle down
I'm
when niggas want a rematch when we been raced
And I beat em by a mile it feel like dead weight
That I'm dragging around
Damn Nov talk fire like
I be running in my mind
Trying to figure out a way
So the devils don't come and trick me
Gotta keep me a 45
It be posted by my side
If these niggas
up getting ripped by me
Victories victories
This what it sound like when I'm riding on my enemies
Victories victories
Find me a wife and tell her
something out a movie scene
I feel like Outkast, I'm so fresh, so clean
I'm trynna make it, yeah by any means
Me and my bros tighter than Ksubi jeans
Or some
surviving through it
Had to get a homie
Who would bail me out of jail
Couldn't see my life
As a criminal in a cell
When I got out
I was stunned cause pain I
off to a couple dudes that can jack off to you
Are you doin' it to hypnotize people to give out likes and comments too
I'm just givin' my view
This is
like a drug, the way it leaves your mind erased
But it was never really us, so you can get up out my face
Girl, I wish that I could trust, but all your
cuz I wanted to thug it
That shit get thrown up in yo face by ones who claim that they love you
You either with me or against me blood or not bitch it's
bitch, I ain't gon' take
Brothers living lavish, that's why I wait
Talk about life, but it way too late
What it do
Only win never lose
Pulling out the lot
roaring in
The bed it's topics we got
To mention when we talk
About success I'm contemplating
A ticket while jumping out of the
Jets yeah I had to hook up
a blessing
"I'm mad at you" is a weapon
"Let's talk it out" is the lesson
Might end up doing the second
Might end up losing the rest and
Till the next check
bangin' my screw
Hop out on the block, still holla', what it do
[Yung Joc]
Talk to 'em
'65 Impala, Chevy SS
The top disappear, see the clear VVS
I
bangin' my screw
Hop out on the block, still holla', what it do
[Yung Joc]
Talk to 'em
'65 Impala, Chevy SS
The top disappear, see the clear VVS
I
bangin' my screw
Hop out on the block, still holla', what it do
[Yung Joc]
Talk to 'em
'65 Impala, Chevy SS
The top disappear, see the clear VVS
I
The folks'll wonder 'bout the wedding
They won't listen to a word you said
We're gonna take your mama out all night
Yeah, we'll show her what it's all about
taking and taking
It's breaking I'm making a way
Out this eternal slop
Just like GG Allin, eat my shit
You rodents talk alot of it
Throw back corpses off
everybody says they're fine
Talk myself down every night
I work it out then, I hit rewind
The whole world must be telling lies
'Cause everybody says
everybody says they're fine
Talk myself down every night
I work it out then I hit rewind
The whole world must be telling lies
'Cause everybody says
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