Lyrics:
even called me by my name
Well, a friend of mine named Steve Goodman wrote that song
And he told me it was the perfect country & western song
I
even called me by my name
Well, a friend of mine named Steve Goodman wrote that song
And he told me it was the perfect country & western song
I
him we go retardant ignorant
Don’t start it with them
If I pull up I’m parking it like I locked the engine
I’m papa penny
Proud of my fam
I get that
Pour up
Pour up the wok and I'm feeling so dirty
Been sipping on sprite since like 7:30
Jattic attack got me up in a hurry
I smoke Gary Payton while
(hey, hey)
Feelin' like a movie star (hey, hey, hey, hey)
Feelin' like a, feelin' like a (this life is all that we know)
Like a, like a movie star
of school (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I admit that I wasn't that cool (I wasn't)
I admit that I just feel like retiring (I, yeah)
I admit that I just don't feel
but the world is a toxin
I know that I could never stop and
Got my girl by my side, that's my bestie
Uh-uh-uh, crew on IG, they my besties
Makin' a bag
erased,
Feelin' like I chased that cake, you feelin' like you gon' hate
And I'm just tryna shine on em'
Yeah, I see you don't feel my grind homie
Nigga, why
all these birds fly by
Seeing all these planes fly by
They be sprayin dem chemtrails in my sky
Damn
Its like that
Well then
Said what the world they
the cops like "I
Think that's the guy
Who fucked my wife like last July"
(Snitchin')
5'9" slim, some call him "Goldskin"
He's a celeb, he knows Gary Oldman
my bitch
Super-hot
Niggas act like they on
But they
Really not
I be by myself
Smoking Gary Payton
Glove pack
Yea I see the girl
That you claiming
I
floatin', hopin' I could find peace somewhere.
In my mind, my sounds like ooh,
When I'm gone it feels like ooh,
When I'm zoned, I'm feelin' alright, I'm
I'm gettin love in the south
Almost crashed out had to change my route
Wrote this on the way to my girlfriend house
Prolly gon leave that bitch by
Woke up in the gutter
Face down, like Edgar Allan Poe
Walk by my employer
Like that hippy Hank Thoreau
Tarot Cards, telling my future
I don't have
Yeah, you know the song
1884
Ima pour up with my bros
Pinky up, styrofoam
Sipping slow like Allan Poe
Allan Poe, yeah
Designer my waste
Put 30 your face
a feelin' I might slide like Babe Ruth
Your man’s got a bitter taste, but I’m that sweet tooth
Come one girl get loose
Swallow your pride
Pop another pill
Smokin' on some Gary Payton, smellin' like a skunk
You can't close your legs, baby girl, cause that shit bump
The 40 on my lap, why would it be in
don't like me cussin'?
I don't give a shit what you like
I'm doing what is best for me
I'm doing those things that makes me happy
Those things that I
made my first all star game
Double G like George Gervin, that's what the call me cause I'm so ice
Ballin cause that's my life, I balls all day, and I
on the moon keep me feelin' like I'm Cudi
Fuckin' on yo bitch and she givin' me that Cudi
Lethal ass duo feel like Savage and you Nudy
Put a beam on my Glock
neck
Man you Betta show respect
Talk big shit I won't forget
Like
I don't like that
You don't talk to a nicca like that
I don't like that
You don't talk
Feelin' like ice cold lemonade (lemonade)
Nowhere to go, we in the shade (in the shade)
Nowhere to go, we in a cage
Sometimes life tastes
that knife like a sword to the moon
Plunge that knife through a portrait of youth, going
"Say you love Satan, say you love Satan"
Lauwers ain't say
the buildin' like
Sweatsuit that's how I'm feelin'
100 thousand dollar coupe that's how I'm feelin'
Yea Yea
Paper stack up to the ceiling
Betta' grab ya hardhats
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