Lyrics:
lil one, don't gotta win no sweepstake
I'm riding with the same one, I can't keep track of no new bae
My life a movie, this a Blu-Ray of me chasing
never need a bitch
Yeah
All red this shit barely shit
Ima get high yeah I'm feeling it
Too much codeine, purple when I piss
Triple your rent, J cost
all trapped
I just want what I can’t describe yeah
Live a life away from all the lies that
Keep me away from the right track
Now I'm tryna fight back
got two G’s in it
Well she said she’s gonna leave me, I’m like who are you kidding
Murder on a track another routine killing
See I didn’t know what
Pack Bussin’
ItzCrae
Bitch
Man I been
been snappin’ for a long minute bruh
You know?
Thats what happen when you put in that fuckin effort you feel
to say
Pullups with pronated grips I'm doing them almost everyday
These are my thoughts and what I portray spitten them visuals sixteen k
Going by all
104 24 that’s my city what I’m reppin
Tell that girl to go and bounce it for a light show when she ready
I put 20 on his name cus I know that he
Put the cam on her like Ray J
If you think you're coming after I then we all know you're JK
Top of the morning for breakfast I'm locking and loading
My
be told, I let em be
I let em go, they borrow flows, the petty thieves
I cant keep them, thoughts leave ya, thought deeper
More than a role like Ray J
To what's been used in failed attempts to misguide me
High definition, I'm an oddity
Divine by design
is how to define this African centered anomaly
God has
ha ha ha, yeah
(Hey, Cozmo, what's the name of this again?)
(I forgot)
Jam on it (oh)
(Do we get to say wikki-wikki-wikki again?)
ha ha ha, yeah
(Hey, Cozmo, what's the name of this again?)
(I forgot)
Jam on it (oh)
(Do we get to say wikki-wikki-wikki again?)
'll never plan to stop
Like I forgot bout my brakes
And flew by a cop (What)
I guess we're taking bets
Place some money on my chest
Better run me my shit
I'll get my next snooze
Family has been telling me I need to get some rest soon
If I take a break then it's not that long before I resume
Tryna
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
need to change,
i be too stuck in my ways
wanna fuck then she get slayed,
by that money you get slayed
baby i dint come to play
i just came here
the deuce, like poof, let's trade
I must say, I get money, fuck ho, don't pay
And I ball, in the clutch, Ray Al, for that tre
And I ride, for the Ye, West
'm on a big shit (Big)
I need a big hit (Whoo)
I need arenas, sold out every single ticket
So I can tell the world what's wicked
I want the stage lifted, want
a car with hella mileage
I drip myself, I do not need no stylist
Must got dress by a kid, cuz your clothes childish
Make a hoe hit her knees like
that beast; now see what it’s wrought!
I’ll quit my job, won’t be for hire,
Might change careers, I just might retire.
Won’t feel the need day after
Khan let me rock you, let me rock you Chaka Khan
I said let me rock you 'cause I feel for you
Chaka Khan won't you tell me what you wanna do
Do you feel
Khan let me rock you, let me rock you Chaka Khan
I said let me rock you 'cause I feel for you
Chaka Khan won't you tell me what you wanna do
Do you feel
stressing out, man
What's wrong with you? (Just chilling)
You know, met up with Leslie the other day
You know I'm sayin', one last date
Oh, oh, that again
An everytime im in my zone
Boy I snap off in the booth
An I don't really need a witness
But this track right here is proof
An I ain't in it for the fame
Boy i
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