Lyrics:
solace in the arms of another woman,
And that to win him back
To win him back
I'd have to do this.
3:11!
3:12!
3:13!
On a hot August night
solace in the arms of another woman,
And that to win him back
To win him back
I'd have to do this.
3:11!
3:12!
3:13!
On a hot August night
saying nothing
Now you get accused of being a
Gay nigga by a gay nigga?
That's just some shit we can't mess with K
But since you claim you a baller
I'm
Won't be back by 10 PM
I can't see the light from there
I stretch my arms and gasp from scare
I want to approach the muffled applause
But there's nothing
Yeah
D. Jones
Yeah
Uh huh
Real talk music
Yeah
Church music
Yeah
Now if you can't respect this
Cuz this is church music
That Holy Ghost filled
Shut
you know that I'm slaying
I'm back on the top
Taking my spot
Like you see me hot for a while
Rivers be living the water I'm spitting could fill up
and the shitty decisions I made back when I was a Student
When I could be focused on riches and making this money off music but I get influenced
By trauma
salivating when I'm packing the bong
It's like I need you by my side, it got me out of my zone
Yeah, and I can't find my phone
I really lost my joint, cause I
one more
Smoke it down, pour a shot then another four
Still can't keep my eyes closed
Sick and tired of the dreaming
I'm orange hot, touch the water
music no I cant waste my talent
And they say im underrated so im up for the challenge
Imma boss just like hugo, Im by your side wherever you go
If i got
Colgate
Tre-eights and old gates
Exfoliate those we most hate, we don't associate
We wear robes that you can't even pronounce-iate
We eat foods where
(Ear Drummers!)
Yeah, yeah
Mike WiLL Got-It
Yeah, uh
Yeah the flow is ice cold, but I'm a hot boy
You out here fuckin' anything then you's
the
Fact that I can't get by with my nine-to-
Five and I can't provide the right type of
Life for my family 'cause man, these goddamn food stamps don't buy
the
Fact that I can't get by with my nine-to-
Five and I can't provide the right type of
Life for my family 'cause man, these goddamn food stamps don't buy
pills to stretch it
That’s just a little lesson
I hope y’all listenin’
If not I’m the manager
I could throw some pitchers in
Look at what I’m whippin’ in
by the scrotum
Get locked in jail run a block sell open
Mind went to jail I get dro el's roll 'em
Rookie nigga clippin' niggas like L Odom
I got
stain
Some left, but the right ones stay
Went broke, but the band got paid
If I could stretch these hours into a lifetime
Well, I would stretch these arms
See I was, born in sewage, born to make bomb music
Flow tight like I was born Jewish
Used the streets as a conduit, I kept arms
38 longs inside
the
Fact that I can't get by with my nine-to-
Five and I can't provide the right type of
Life for my family 'cause man, these goddamn food stamps don't buy
I can't get by with my nine-to-
Five and I can't provide the right type of
Life for my family 'cause man, these g-damn food stamps don't buy diapers
Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is
gotta trick
You gotta Rollie huh don't get it took
By my young dawg he thirsty
He real hot in the head he on go
He a do it for a band and a perky
See I was, born in sewage
Born to make bomb music
Flow tight like I was born Jewish
Used the streets as a conduit
I kept arms 38 longs inside my mom's
nigga
Yeah, when you in that trunk do you quiver nigga?
Cut the music up so we can't hear the nigga
Then we burn the car, with the nigga
Burn 'em so
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