Lyrics:
of things to say that may make you smile
Or give you gifts from my heart to reflect my style
The slang I use when we build may change how you talk
And if
to federal
Rocking all VLONE with my Jordans
I'm finna change all my garments, yeah
I done went up
Lil nigga I bossed up now, I changed my style
I don't give
I'm down by law
Dangerous
Life gave me nothing free, but my ugly
Ass mug and a couple of fat nuts to squeeze
Dick dangling down in my dungarees
to them, yea...
HOOK:
So many thoughts all at one time
I can get lost in my own mind
Some things you cant change
But you gotta move on and make the most
On a mash for bitches
Check my résumé, sippin' on Cristal and Alize
Smokin' on big weed, keyed the Cali way
Don't like trickin', but I'll buy you a fit
I
Got my eyes on the grand prize, place your bet
Watch me win it by a landslide, pull off an upset
Hold the burner close by my hands and my pocket
friends fly out the picture
Their ankles broken, my style sicker and slicker than COVID
Inside a liquid farm
Tasted like liquor sippers
Bouncing like
'Shortie got that
Head turner
Neck breaker
'Wanna hit it now baby girl
cnd save the rest for later
'Finna come and change your life
Like an innovator
My only
I'll love you no matter the weather
If it rains I've got my umbrella
If it gets too cold babe come on closer
I want all your love and I won't stop
I was a child looking at the floor staring
So changing my style was like release for the primitive beast
Yes, I was on the rise, yeast was
right
And settin the style
Give me a chance
I'll rock you good
Nobody messin
In my neighborhood
I didn't come here
Lookin for trouble
I just came
To do
right and settin' the style,
Give me a chance, I'll rock you good,
Nobody messin' in my neighborhood.
I didn't come here lookin' for trouble,
I
got my change up
Once was my dawgs but they change up
Style and profile with the lay up Don't ever look down on the way up
Cause they was laughin at me
'fore I start to chill
Got the heat they listen New York to Brazil
I'm a businesswoman, I don't need a deal
On my Weezy, motherfucker, yeah I'm ill
gifts from the heart to reflect my style
The slang I use when we build may change how you talk
And if I'm focused when I'm strokin', I could change how
to preach about the wrong of the world
It can't be changed by three girls
On the trio tip we're not a proof of that trip
Excuses that's the truth when
My twin keep a K we ain't taking L's
Dealt my cards right yea i played it well
Protected by angels but raising hell
Get cash with my set like Paper yea
This divine now, this is my sound
Guaranteed to leave you all tied
Restrained by the Butcher Brothers
Your final moments you 'bout to find out
Make
of dick till the hole rips
And let em' know that's what they get for that whole shit
"Ooh my goodness, Slug went(?) up and flipped his style
I haven't
and Cekayia, just the three of us
It won't change, y'all always be my best friends
But as I'm writing, I just wish we were some kids again
Y'all remember, I had
downtrodden
By the thoughts that keep on popping
Popping in my head
Didn't hear a word you said
Thinking hard about the dead
How I'll join them in the shed
done poetry
Done it by myself man i been thru no coaching
With fashion and style man im stepping like an OG
(Fashion and style)
Believing this my time
actually crazy
And I don't mean any hard feelings by it either
Just lose your style, and then you can come hangout with us
You know, the cool kids
Uh
Black
niggas do is talk
We not one in the same
Stay in your lane
Disrespect I'll dip in your dame
Fuck all the fame
I'm in my bag getting my change
I'll mix
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