Lyrics:
I got a song filled with shit for the strong-willed
When the world gives you a raw deal
Set you off 'til you
Scream, "Piss off, screw you"
When
and fish are jumping,
Mom gave me a new alarm
To set for Monday morn.
Never wanna be late for school'
Never wanna be the classroom fool,
I'd be in
to go
He jumps in his pirogue headed down the bayou
He's got fishing lines strung across the Louisiana Rivers
Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat
He's
BADLUCK! the best and you can't tell me
I'm wrong
Had yo moms at my place takin hits from the bong
All these rappers suck they sing the make fuckin song
ready to go
He jumps in his pirogue headed down the bayou
He's got fishing lines strung across the Louisiana Rivers
Gotta catch a big fish for us
and straining to remember what it felt like
Way back in the day when we were ripping it up, mad young
Nowadays the focus is another bag of fish but at the same
adios
Do y'all believe in a parallel universe?
(I do) kinder folks
Me and his mom was listenin' to his
Song 'Condom Style' when the condom broke
It's
keep on singing the same song
Let bygones be bygones, you can go on and get the hell on
You and your mama
[Chorus: x2]
y'all to the dark side of the moon
Kickin' in my mom's room, this song was just a thought
A young refugee labeled, just come with a passport
Dad used
a cringe C sharp chord
She's from fucking discord
I'm a fucking
Bort
Your mom's a whore
I am still not taking that bus to see Elon Musk
And by the way, in
I want to go see my friends if they exist
Watch time marching on
The Lord of song
Whom I've dearly missed
Look to the sky
Watch me fly by
Sing
to be a boss without a fish scale or a triple beam (OKAY!)
Known to be stackin' dem dollar bills like uncle Billy
Niggas are silly, trying to beat
I take the loot I got and call a cab and go
'Cause now-a-days you can't smile up in your video
I'm livin' off sour milk and cold cereal
My moms
father taught you to go hard or go home
Never sing that sad song
Don't cry
(Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't)
(Don't
by
But when I look back
Son, it's hard to explain
Not a thing I'd do different
But I'd do it again
What a life
What a
What a life
Told my mom
I won’t
right
Just remember your father taught you to go hard or go home
Never sing that sad song, don't cry
[Chorus]
[The Game]
Huh daddy ain't gon'
And I too, am confused
Next times no next times
I'm reelin' in my fish lines
Cast my net worth of groupies
Cash my check, work for doobies
You think I'm
got to say mom
Wanna be the QB, but she can't go long
Shorty steady wanna rap, but she can't make songs
Told you bitches stop playing
They pussy imma
Thanks for giving me a second chance to be your dad
Now there's something I have to tell you
It's time for me to go
What?
No
Mom picks me up at the grocery
imma sweep shit
Opp's trynna plot on my top but I peeped it
talk to my mom told me stop with that street shit
Step by myself with my drum I'm
Like my dad when he's throwing fit's
Grab my mom by the hair!
Strap a bomb to a chair!
-Cuz he makes her blow him
Thanks for showing- -Me that she's
paying bills
By the age of 60 mom and dad now
You can sit back and now you can chill
My family questioned
What do you wanna do as a profession huh ?
I had
Uh (huh) yeah, it is what it is
Nah mean? We untouchable, baby
I keep my song in my soul
Blessed my heart and made it go
Tops of our heads
to people like, ""My family's nuts, man. I go home and my mom's like, 'How are you?' And it's like, 'Oh my God! Leave me alone, you psycho!' My dad's like,
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