Lyrics:
I'm independent
So call Cole Bennett
Top where I'm headed
My style fitted
I'm stacking digits
Like flight attendants
My service alpine
I am
to much
I know I been fucking round to much
I know I been fucking round to much
The place in my head where my heart is severed
Don’t give a fuck when I pull
blunt feeling that keeps growing while my heart's frozen
But it's still burning and I can't get back without you
So tell me you'll be by my side
Because
When I was 12 I was angry and bored
Found music by Green Day and Faith No More
It was different than other stuff hitherto heard
But the difference
by the fountain
Swear my favorite hobby countin' Like, where the fuck was you when I was drownin'
Style cold, speak truth, why you clownin'
Swear my
got?)
More styles than the last got served (no doubt)
So if you wit me and you're higher than a hippie, hold tight
'Cause everything gon' be aight! (No
stepping technique
Twelve hundreds master by the Shah
He's asking me to rock
So now I'm giving him the spot
Style be the lyrics I be kicking
Shawty, if you want style
Yeah, if you want drip
Baby, let me take you out
I could show you how I live
Yeah, shawty look so blessed, oh yes
I'ma tell
Cause it's hard when you ain't on the same coast
Burning bread in the club so all these girls want toast
Hoes try and wave but we ain't on the same boat
all we did was try to talk to hoes,
and none of them was tryin to hear (not 1 hoe)
it woulda meant so much more back then
cause now its fake hoes
check cashin'
Never before, have you been able to witness
So much cruelty, live and in color
In the privacy, of your own home
Alright bring
it up
Signature style what we bringing bruh give it u
Fly guy etiquette ride by repping it
Do it how these mu'fuckas never did give it up
On it like
than you see in a Kung Fu flick
Mic the seas, wax opponents off with ease
I'm more deadly than a venerial disease
So think twice, those who think Imma
a turn
Now my sideman wants to give a preview
so at my next concert I wanna see you
there not sittin in a chair
standin on yo feet, with yo hand in the air
waiting in vain
4 words that never come
respect is what we owe
and love is what we give
u deserve both
while I guess I never did
I love you more than life
to proving religions story of what's up, n what's down
Heaven is a place for the wicked
Hell isn't hot, I couldn't give a fuck where you visit
So long as you
go to street, cop two keys and a bird
So y'all better have what you owe me! By sundown
Or else I'ma get Mystikal, Naughty By Nature, my boys
from going out in style,
Hold on to your apathy,
It's all you've got to lose,
When the clock is running out and there's still so much more to do,
Oh
There's a friend who wants so much more
But if they can't have you, they'll never let you walk away
And in the crash of the dark
I'll be your light in
There's a friend who wants so much more
But if they can't have you, they'll never let you walk away
And in the crash of the dark
I'll be your light in
So Let me tell you about music that we call makina
It's bit like happy hardcore but sounds much more meaner
Similar to bouncy techno hardcore
Nowadays people gotta be filled with so much hate
So quick to complain, and take
They say maybe we could change
One day, maybe some day
Until then
shouldn't have to say much more
I been through more crews than a flute, yeah I'll show ya
This is so damned scrap I betcha bro don't know ya
You tried
shining so bright
You can blame me, tell your mum I did you wrong
You can tell your friends, they'll know I'm right
Now we got so much drama, you won't pick
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