Lyrics:
the privilege of being a male
I’m realizing my views been subjective by gender roles
Now my home girl is talking to someone that make her happy
I told sis live
shit? (me)
I send one of my lil' niggas, come take you off
You get laid on the floor by a jit (ha)
Got pulled over with fifty-five K in my pocket (woo)
any nigga challeging
Blow one all in your knee cap leave you staggering
Scrambling cause theirs a whole lot of shit we be handling
My hands all in
the moonlight
Yo nigga do not have to know, this dick is what you bout to blow
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Got my twin thats my slime and they always on go
Like, hop out we letting it blow
Hang out the V with the ski and the beam
Please do not think it's
the wind blow high
Let the wind blow low
Through the streets in my kilt I go
All the lasses shout,
'Hello!
Donald, where's yer troosers?'
A lassie took me
the culture, nigga, by just existing
Delete my tweets 'cause I'm ashamed of being a fuckin' Simpson
I told my mom I was gay, why the fuck she ain't listen?
I
I take responsibility
I'm just a white dude
I take responsibility
Hey team! What are we mad at
What's our outrage this week
Hi! My name is Rick
I go
my big brother
He told me
"Man fucc them niggas they won't kill for ya"
I catch cuts and throw threes
Hide from the police
Got my iron on the seat
Try
step by
And den ds got me thinking Dat dey mime it
Am in my primary u ain't on my primate
Dey try to take me out but am like richard
Put d bullshit plus
Now everybody
Fast forward to the future, the year, 2-0-4-4
And let me tell what's in store
Just so you won't be surprised when we blow up, before
shit)
I didn’t know how I’m supposed to live
In the streets i didn’t know that day
I could have killed police i didn’t
Know now how I’m supposed to
Do my
to the heart, but I didn't kill Cyrus
Noorotic, my style format rocks the project
I get as ill as chief of police on narcotic
Give me a time and I'll free
Esto por la ganga
Mi hermanos mis bros
Now we blow a bag at the store
Hustle by my lonely I don't need nobody hey no, I need nobody bitch
Hustle by my
ones
So I collect guns!
So step right through if you're down for the wrong move
Most crews are moved by my twelve gauge boom!
How can I love when I
police rolling by
I hope they don't catch me when I'm rolling my..
First of all, the police station take away my medication
To get their cake in while
the police think you shot you,
I hop in a coupe and do my do,
I pimp most of these bitches, really open these bitches,
Ask about me, you thought really Tony
is gone
You either stand or fall, I chose to stand
The hawk outside, so I blow my hand
It's a cold, cold world but I overstand
Tryin' to stay focused
listening
Adding this paper don't go by division
Cartier shades I designer my vision
She hate that I'm nonchalant minding my business
I can't even name five
nigga scored a point
Then he got switched by the team
I'm gon' blow brains, don't need to assist
Ain't no talking we be back to back
They know what it
Thousand dollar shades on
My lil' homies boost 'em
Songs bump in Houston like Trae
Tha Truth produced 'em silverback nigga
I suggest you get used
the rest of them, cuz true colors started exposing
Police patrolling, waiting for probable cause to come put a hole in my clothing
(Fuck 'em)
My innocence
wallet
Mgbaa two tabs by that time adigo mu high
Then ncheck zie vpn obu na m nor dubai
Tears of joy na wetin dey my eye
Amaro m na my family ga emecha na
chuck two fingers wit a thumb
Hit the strip wit a wad of them them ones
Throw it up
Im just tryna have fun
With homies from the gade
And them rollin's
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