Lyrics:
Blaming others for side that you picked
(No respect)
For anyone who calling feds
Snitches get stitches, so off wit his head
Tell all the homies the thing
A cruel plot twist where the monster was always you
They warn you of these things
And perhaps there's something to it
To kill your heroes early on before
You already know it all…
(now i can’t eat,
And i can’t sleep)
You’re such a know it all…
(i’ve met defeat,
How will i compete with…)
Such a know it all
(I am here to tell you a story.
A story that will torture your thoughts by day and poison your dreams by night.
And though I will do my best, there
i'll predict!
You've never been someone that i needed!
Gradually you've understood what you've lost..
All thing you did only busted my balls!
My hits are
pull you by your hair that mean I care about ya
It’s ironic how you said I don’t listen
I say you talk too much
And now you back bitching
One things we
am hoping say I go blow
Beg Mc for slot I fit perform for your show ?
So many things man face but I'm not a story teller
Life do me shina and I no be
this foreign whip I'm rolling rolling really far
Hella sacrifices i made telling stories through these scars ya
You can catch me running through these
out of control
Everything that I wouldn't do
So if you have to go by all means
By all means
You can take the things I bought you
Rest the keys,
All whistling Sam's Song
Everyone you see will soon agree that it's a grand song
So forget your troubles and wear a smile
You'll find you never go
I worship you in spirit and in Truth!
Can nobody do the things you Do.
I know that you are right there Standing by to
Pull me through that's why
I
Only repeats are on the telly
Now I'm losing faith in my crew
And I'm pointing fingers at you
We're finding them gone, one by one
Until we're finally
and the pumpkin pie
It'll nearly be like a picture print by Currier and Ives
These wonderful things are the things we remember all through our lives
These
'Cause I was the groupie and he was the star
I knew all his stories, I knew them by heart
And I was the fangirl at the front of the show
Pointin'
That's how people get hurt, and we both do dirt
Now we could put this all behind us and make things work
Or I could get behind you cause I like that skirt
to you about a few things
Is that a voice in my head?
Help me (oh my god) understand why your friends are all afraid (oh my god)
Help me, help me
Look, I’m warm-ups, shorts, jeans, and boots
And the only thing I rap about is beats and rhymes
We think deep by design, you should read my mind
‘Cuz
you'll be begging on your knees
Cause I treat it do or die, whenever I hit the beat, It's just
Me and I, and all the homies
Tell me how I'm 25 and I'm
Man I tell you what. Rappers today...
All they do is mumble on and on about
Some molly, lean, xanny's
It's like them drugs made em'
Lose all they
Sos***, yeah, sit down afraid
We got AR's, we got AK's, squashing this beef I will not entertain
Pull up with blicks if you droppin my name, pull up wit
All the moments you gotta cherish.
How you like me now, i'm being cold. Can't put you on less its on hold. This just how my story told.
How you like
High flying, adored
So young, the instant queen
A rich beautiful thing of all the talents
A cross between
A fantasy of the bedroom and a saint
You
High flying, adored
So young, the instant queen
A rich beautiful thing of all the talents
A cross between
A fantasy of the bedroom and a saint
You
praying he's alive then
As she gets there, Jaden's crying in the street
Police are trying to stop him but he's blinded by his grief
And while Jaden
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