Lyrics:
Chandelier girl she only deserve vanilla
I ain't follow the map I ain't read Macmillan
Stay away from the haters away from killers
If you moving by faith you
put up niggas
Is it cause I bust wit stuff that just shut up niggas
Flow like dro, I pull then clip it or mix it wit some moet then sip it
Then turn
(feat. Killer Mike, Cool Breeze)
[Intro - Bubba Sparxxx]
Haha, yeah
It is I (it is I)
I don't know 'bout all that other shit, can't call that
on the first day she told me
that we could only be friends
say she was hurt once before by this lil nigga with ends
ran into me bout her problems as she lay
off
Shiiidddd
Kall his baby mama tell her top it off
Already told me you ain't gangster nigga knock it off
Talking outside yo neck outside yo neck bitch
Suddenly famous
Studied my anger
No we ain't taking no pay cut
Somebody told me I'm here for a reason, competing with you never came up
I got a mission, you
stankin'
He ran up on me
Boy, I ain't playin', I'm gone off bars
Of Xans, I mix with lean, that maple lean
(Ha, ha, grr) i'm watchin' cars, I got my
Rod, I'm
Colder than killer cobras over Jehovah
Delta soldiers in blimp balloon gondolas with stealth motors
They watch over us, told me where to go
But I can
gotta do
Addicted to winning hell na I can't lose
Addicted to paper I love counting blues
Somebody once told me don't fall for these hoes
Play your role
laundry
Fuck up the stage, I'm a killer, I told you my rhymes ain't no nursery fuck-shit
I could go back to that dealing and make me some surgery money
as I'm
Passing by Yates next
Stop and wonder if I'll
Enter heaven's gates
I told my cousin D at TSU "I smoke trees
I think the Lord is calling me
Both
with me
I been Michael Phelps with the flow I mean truthfully
Moving by myself I'm alone like the wolverine
Wait woah
Saif she wasn't into black
never told
Somebody save me
Never will I let this shit break me
Be the bigger man well I’m tired of waiting
Blurred in my vision can’t see straight cause
know why these man are
Messing with the team
When not even Rooney would risk it
You'll still see me
I go forward right by 3 3 3
I'm Jamie, don't watch J
by the gram
Freddie, I'm a killer queen, you lather me in kerosene
I think I need a quarantine 'cause I'm a walking Halloween
I read it in
up
My cousin Knock told me never teach niggas to cook up
Cause you can sell 'em hard for the low and give 'em the hookup
And still make the profit
I’m little bro
But don’t call me that
If I’m on the song that’s a body
Fuck with my team
Granting they dreams
Fuck with me now you somebody
I got me
the ticket (Yeah I'm the ticket)
Do what you do but keep me out the mix, you ain't a chemist (Keep my out yo mix bitch)
She say all the Niggas the same I can
and all the niggas you claim to
Came were trained by the weak
Double up ya power
Gotta compile it to fuck with me (Ah)
Made it clear like a squeegee
keep a heater
Say a prayer for my dawgs
Say one for my enemies
Underneath the cap and hate
They wanna be friends wit me
Im pouring up the hennessey
Mix
need no entourage and I'm good on extra help
I can't sit around and wait for niggas, I'm good all by myself
They don't wanna see you live, they just
to his scalp
Now he out like a light
Ayy, every nigga with me slime and sheisty
Stay on the PJ but I don't sight-see (no cap)
Somebody tell Oprah I
baggage fuckin wit me only a carry on
If you're intentions against the team we tell you carry on
Or we gon have to show you out
They told me this a harder
the chill of September
The smell of manure comes in, and mix with the timber
And this the type of shit me and my homies remember
And for me, it brings
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