Lyrics:
I’ve never been one who doesn’t take full
Responsibility for his actions, but damn
I really don’t deserve this
If I hadn’t traded my blue Marc Jacobs
We on chemical X, We on chemical X
Went and got a new girl just laugh at my ex
Fuck what they saying we do it the best
Ha ha Ha
I left her alone now
wanna be down but she denounced
I got my shot and made it, bounce
Now you tryna rebound
I'm living in the now
While the future figure me out, told
on my way for truth
So what you did about it
And I'm tired of living lies
Knowing that I am cleansing
All my spirit I'm invested in you
So what you feel
never know homie, might meet some hoes homie
You need to pump your brakes and drive slow homie
What it do? I'm posted up in the parkin lot, my trunk
want others do to you
You dig a hole make sure you know
They gone dig one for you
What goes around comes back around
And then you ware that frown
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
tell me come as I am but I smell like smoke
My whole lifes full of sin cause it's all I know
The bible told me that you died for my sins
If I believe
matter that this waste of time
Is what makes a life for you? hmmmmm?
I must plummet boldly
Forward
To my ultra-avant
Laminated,
Simulated
Replica-mahogany
And tons of shit
You'll innovate
And wait for the forces that be
To come
And try to clone, and imitate
But they never could duplicate
Who I am, what I
cousin Marion Sue"
My momma never ever mentioned you
My momma also told me to watch them savage boos, what?
[Chorus: x 2]
a scholar, when I see him I`ll holler,
My lad, I`m glad you answered my ad!`
Original Version:
I`ve just finished writing an advertisement
Calling for
the life of another girl damaged by the system
These foster homes, I run away and never do miss 'em
See, my hormones just run away and if I can get em back
Drive slow homie
Drive slow homie
You never know homie might need some hoes homie
You need to pump your brakes and drive slow homie
My homie Mali
love, just help me out of here
Come be my baby, bail me out of here
I wanna see what you can do to me
Sometimes I wanna pin you on the bed
Come be my
You can be better than this
That's what my momma told me
I told my shawty to chill
I'm still gon get you all you want
I grew up strong I can never
Do your best when you feel for it
You may meet me in a city mall
But I'll get away when I'm done with it
Easier than it seems to be
I left my mind high
On the side my hobby
Is bleeding
This my fast living
I know the devil gonna get my
Ass for sinning
Man i got a bad feeling you fuckers can't see me
of your experience
What if I told you"
"But"
"You are destined for hell.
You can't change that
But this moment?
It's a... a reprieve
A fleeting chance
What do you want from me
Cuz if it's everything
Then it's a given
I'm a give it
Is it company
Every song i sing
It's like you're living in the lyrics
my head by the sword
For now that I've seen what I need to see
Please take me where I need to be
"What have you learned?" It's better to tell
of you will be the best Version of me
Ima role up if you did Something wrong to Me
My presence you will feel that Is what I Garuntee
When I role up dressed
failed romance, on and on
Does anybody know what we are living for?
I guess I'm learning
I must be warmer now
I'll soon be turning, round the corner now
the saline grains
I told him, apparently in my default radio announcer voice, that I Never added seasoning
To food until I had tasted it, my reasoning being
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