Lyrics:
on you set on you
Oh no he didn't! Set on you (I got my mind)
Set on you (I got my mind)
Set on you (I got my mind)
Set on you (got my mind) set on you
Oh
the lot in a brand new car
Said I'ma make it they didn't believe me
Thought it was difficult made it look easy
This shit is pivotal, I'ma get rid of you
wait 'til the end of the week
When I'm rapping to the rhythm of a groovy beat
And attempt to raise your body heat
Just blow your mind so that you
Bro bro listen to the kids jeremy, I need
I gotta put it down for a
Second it’s beautiful jeremy Scott's design
First of all, thank you Taylor for
mind directed right to the car
don’t say it didn’t bitch your not a lyin’ ass star
I accept defeat I’m walking out with my life
if my life ain’t at risk
by putting on a show
Call me misogynistic, but I never called you out your name
And if I gotta be honest, it's a damn shame
That you wanna run this
stepping on my rock
Had to call the Landlord so I answered my own phone
Call to your mommas, you little kids needa stay home
Bible
I can't change who I am
the money, they fall in love
I need more, it's not enough
Ain't nobody I could trust (yeah)
Blow my mind, don't blow me up (Brrrt)
Don't fold, I go
X games
hands
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York
screen to buffer
Grandma got me that members badge
So when I join the chat, your girl's in trouble
We're the new kids on the block
Spitting pop rocks
like ultrasounds?
I'd be wrong to hold you down
I'd be wrong to let you blow
Once I spit a bar, it's over
Your career is comatose
Rolling, rolling,
that
Could pull it off not naming any names
Modeliste: How would you describe
Your personal style?
MGK: I like passing by mirrors or windows
Especially
on standby
Waving just to say, "Hi"
Did you stop?
No, I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I bust a left and I'm heading to the next block
written and that's by default
On my block
You can hear the cops
Then you hear the cops
It don't stop
You hear 40 cock
Then 11 shots on the news
You hear
The ghost of Mandela, hope my flows stay propelling
Let these words be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room
picture, how I swerve up on your sister
Wit' a dance, tip dance that'll turn her to a stripper
Yo the burner by the zipper, burn 'em, turn 'em to a pisser
you're dead
Homie
It's your mother, your uncle and brother
If God was a Loc
He'd probably had one comin'
Damn, that's fucked up, I guess it is
When you
We’re so furiously dangerous
Furiously dangerous
Furiously dangerous
Furiously dangerous
Furiously dangerous
Death by lyrical injection
I kill you
say I didn't warn you
No, I won't mourn for you
Offered you to be in my book
Now I'm an author with a new look
When I walk in the room, I be gunnin'
All
not meant for your diction
Battled addiction in the womb
A crack baby by definition
Keys to ignition with no permission
That mean that I'm driven
yanadamean?
Just gimme the microphone, I’ll shred an MC with ease
I’m the cool breeze rolling down your neck, giving you goosebumps
The new and improved dude
fought the demons in your mind with swords of angels.”Chapter 1. Welcome to the Game
- it starts over again... and again... and again... and again...
your mind and lick your
Funky emotions, to blow your veins up with funk overdosing
Now who's that nigga that got your crew bellin'?
Not with guns
to you
By givin' all my love to you
'Cuz now I finally understand
That I've got to be a better man
I didn't mean to break your heart
I didn't mean to do
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