Lyrics:
at what I got on
And I'm floating, my windows open
My eyes all low cause I'm off that potent
They jacking my style I got that notion
Can't even get it, you
in sandra Bland
My heart hurt to see how it all would end
I am Sandra Bland i am George Floyd
DJ Screw in Texas, I love you
Shout out Trae the Truth
off
Hit my tailor (Taylor) swiftly new drip just to help me shake em off
Haters talk
All that new gossip shit I don't get involved
I been tryna get my
to be me!
It sucks to be me!
It sucks to be me!
Is there anybody here it doesn't suck to be?
It sucks to be me!
Why you all so happy?
Because our
beardy mess
But Melvin loved his mustache comb, and he did not want it gone
So he hid the comb from Gary and let him swim along
Then up swam Sally
ain’t gotta scream it they fucking know it
I’m a west side nigga my pockets pink fifties
When I come from out east my clip empty
I’m a Gary Indy nigga I’m
Stop it, stop it hey radio, fuck you! Radio
Fuck you! Y’all don’t want to lose again a
Lot of people here tonight felt like
They lost you know why?
like trying (I, yeah)
But all my real niggas round me keep tellin' me (tellin')
"Kells, fuck that you gotta keep climbin'" (climbin')
I admit it, I
don't believe you ought to be bringin' up
Your little girl this way"
And it was signed by the Secretary
Harper Valley PTA
Well, it happened that
believe you oughta be a-bringin' up
Your little girl this way"
And it was signed by the Secretary
Harper Valley PTA
Well, it happened that the PTA was
and
Pass it around until we all get dizzy
I'm smoking the za and you rolling the sticky
We puffing the loud while we ride the city
Driving by hoes and these
a goof
Riches on the balcony by the coastline with Cameron Tyne
All these chains, Jack with the drip (oh yeah bitch he fine)
Stare too long or Tristan
my veins!/
I’m smokin that medical regular daily/
Like bitch it don’t phase me, I’m finna go crazy!/
I’m eating them Medibles all by 80’s/
I ate about
don't believe you ought to be bringin' up
Your little girl this way"
And it was signed by the Secretary
Harper Valley PTA
Well, it happened that
Yea
Taylor
Smokin the days all away
cshes coverin my trey
Cigarette burnin they tell me quit but I'm workin
On other things learnin how to be
raised by DMX the last
Real nigga alive, nah nigga it's still real
Niggas alive tonight we
Real niggas alive, we alive tonight
Bruh, we alive tonight, bruh
I'm only wearin' black
And my homies are wylin'
We all love Taylor Swift
I'm eatin' with pilots, they callin' me the chef
I'm saucin' it up
No
like Taylor Swift
God saved my life he let my soul lift
Shorty I wanna know where my soul goes
I drove my truck all around only heaven knows
That
than single mothers with pay cuts
Running to the green
Gotta get it by any means
Lights off
Moving like I got three kids to feed
Got it from my mama
Half
of his crib
He's gotta peep through the blinds
Chuck Taylors on his feets
When ya cruisin' the streets
When you cruisin on the streets oh
Got 21 Savage
can't eat
I'm in too deep
It's a high fall running into a brick wall all by yourself
But I know what will help
That used to rock this boy asleep now
all that good stuff it'll be allright won't it?
Hey, by the time you've got this lot in your hands, by the way, we shall have been in the studio working
back on me
Now they swear
They had my back
But I peeped it all
Seen it all I'm not blind
No matter what mannn
Understand I got mine
This all gold movado
on the row nigga (put your hands up and shut the car off)
Aight
(Shut it off asshole)
It's off cuh
Ay look at blood and them get jacked by the ones
Nigga
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