Lyrics:
Still here
Ha
Yeah
It's that Young Ky shit
Jordan Packs shit
Tr.Raps.It
You know what I mean?
Too cool
Just rolled up to smoke
Late night
Headlight
medicated
Insane in the brain from being famous
And then she walks around saying
They want to get in her jeans
I put out a lot
See, see what I mean
where ya been? Checking for your new songs daily
The wait gets worse by the week
I wonder where ya been, I wonder where ya been
I Hear it all the time,
the truth ain’t really ever been exposed
Our society been teaching little girls to be hoes
That’s why she’s thirteen but she look a lot older
Makeup on her
Ain't you stressin?
Add to ya barter
Do a lot good
Cover up the sin
Get real clean by the work of your hands
Nah chief that ain't it
You can only get
used to gas it too but now its a just a wrong shout
I'm 31, assertive on the things I stand for
Spittin all this pain up out my mouth like its a cracked
Someone tell the story
Someone sing the song
Every now and then
The country
Goes a little wrong
Every now and then
A madman's
Bound to come
the words to write this song
To get me back on top where I belong. But I'm not over you yet.
I must be having fun all wrong
That river run was a whole lot
give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up"
I say, "Whoa -- don't get excited"
He said, "Shut up little nig-gha, you want to bite it?
harbour's at the ferry
John Brown things, they hang him in the rain
Babylon use they brain, cotton or cocaine
A rose by any other name
007 what I tell you
you like, you by yourself
And you just cruising on the highway man
Yeah this, this got me thinking
Uh, I'm smoking on that cat piss
Swerving
from bar mixtape by the way
...i'm just representing money
i mean literally, literally, representing money, haha
god damn man, i do this victory laugh so
don’t work
Coz I’m trynna outrun the sun, so I
Don’t really see it a lot, but I’m good
Round of applause, handshakes all around
And I’m breaking it down
Anything for you honey
Anything (Ah Yeah)
Anything for you honey
Anything (Ah Yeah Yeah)
Money, none of it means a thing
Without somebody by your side
here,
To take her hands and touch her toe.
I've never seen a body like you before,
I know I mean I never seen a girl like you now
Keep rocking that thing
Especially since everything of yours is paid for Paid for paid for)
By yourself in fact life without you will be so abstract
You know the saying little things
dreams
With ambitions thats mine by any means
It'll take me seven days
Whip up like the Escalades
Flow is like the Everglades
Take me to a better place
undressed
They wanna know if the fame's too much yet
Well got a lot of things that I suppress
And it sucks yes
But I don't give a fuck yeah
As long as I
Hey I like this one a lot kevkov
Ay ay shit
You were with him but with me you look cuter (ay)
Don't mean to be rude, I sing truths to my computer
done swoop me up about twelve fifteen
What's the first thing to do but find that weed
In that sedan de ville cadilac wit' the gangsta lean
I gots to pop
to write this song
To get me back on top where I belong. but I'm not over you yet
I must be having fun all wrong
That river run was a whole lot of fun
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