Lyrics:
bygones
Fight me or kill me
Or else u need to drop it
All that talkin down
Aint stopped me hoppin in my wallet
Im not gon lie some shit done had me in my
You ain't never seen life through the eyes of a killer
Same eyes looking at me, that's the guy in the mirror
High to the day I die, this how I'm
you let a brother cook
Time works in one direction, I bet Liam knows my pain
All these raps and these hooks got me trapped in a book by Lewis Carroll
I
Too much yanning and no planning its like
Too much foreplay and no blammin its like
Ghost all guys they all scamming
Stop calling that thing rap we
the storm
That's raging on now
I'm out of touch, I'm out of love
I'll pick you up when you're getting down
And out of all these things I've done
I
really just that much beta
A stronger version of self really all that's behind each layer
That's why... I only get better each time I peel off
This is
up,
Come with me and watch come people get done up.
Recking shop just for fun bro, is the motto we life by,
And all I’ve got is my fam,
So if you mess
you up, lit you up, twist you up (Wha')
We done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up
I was wrong for a lot of shit that I'ma take to my
Yo, I should slap all y'all niggas for comin' in my fuckin' face with that shit
(Shh, shh, aight, soon, soon)
Yo, man, ain't that-
Ain't that
It's another song
That just fades away
I'm a fucking killer now
I am trying to turn around
Even when i put you down
You can't hear me by my sound
I'm
experience, sell it to Marimax
Tell me if you feelin' that
Take a journey through the life of these real niggas
The things that they seen it would thrill
the po-po dodging these killers)
(And leaving yo family at yo people dog)
When it ain't nowhere to turn to
(When all of this music shit play out and you
the storm
That's raging on now
I'm out of touch, I'm out of love
I'll pick you up when you're getting down
And out of all these things I've done
I
is like the farthest thing from heaven
This is hell and I don't mean that hyperbolic
I try to find employment even if it's wiping toilets
But these
something that feeds off my pain
So I wrote them this album
These lyrics the only thing keeping me sane
Yeah I know I couldn't do it without them
I've got
you fancy huh?
well aren’t you a breath of fresh air
from all these superficial gold digging bitches in here
they get a baller think that they ain’t
things
Then I find out it's a lie and after that shit had to change
Yeah, I've been told
I done been told, Mook Dook, I got you
You my motherfuckin'
guilty
OK! That's right!
Don't live it all
OK! That's right! Bounty Killer, Swizz Beatz
Yo, yo we comin' through we got that raw
Tell me what your
nigga, is you ready?
I've been thinking 'bout all the O's in my bank account (What?)
X the hoes in my bed is 'round the same amount (What?)
Ever since
to push ,
These things no longer make me ecstatic I’m feeling numb,
They go and come
But what stays ?
I sold all of my 1s No longer Young , what good is
She's alright
That girl's alright with me (mmm), yeah
This is the extended version
Ayo (hey, hey, hey, hey)
I can lick it, I can ride it while
listening
People asking when it’s dropping?
I can’t answers all their questions
I’ve been focused, you can find me in the studio
Working all these late nights
All I ever asked you to do was go get a job
You won't even go get a job
But you wanna find yourself in the street hustling
Thinking that shit gonna
Those are facts so I don't wanna hear
All this big money shit like
You be hustlin' matter of fact
You say one thing I don't like tonight
I'ma be petty
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