Lyrics:
that you do
Because stupid is how everybody sounded
Nigga you think you know me, but only if you knew me
Homie, you would leave me by my lonely
I'm
out
But what's right for me or strange to you
Shouldn't make a damn on what you do
'Cause whether or not you make it through,
I thought that you
with her daughter swinging at the park
She said my latest album dope, told her baby don't start
I tried to give the world but you would rather play it
smooth like chick-fil-A, yeah I told you I don't play,
yeah I told you I don't play,
Yeah I told you I don't play no,
shorty thinking that I'm out here
You'll find another life to live
I know that you'll get over it
Wish I never ever ever told you things
I was only only tryna show you things
Iced out
you hard, but act soft when you see me? (How bro?)
'Cause you got that look in your eyes, better not look me in the eyes
I told you to finish first,
people be showing my signs for real
They fake that’s why I’m alone but lit
I got more stuff to do then just sit around
And fill up my phone with chicks
I
amazing
I'm scared you won't like it though
What you know 'bout that?
Like when you write your truth
Can't say it was typo, yo
I mix my gangster with
to her by a friend of mine
Ever since we met, shit it's been a vibe
Type of chick really could identify
Shit that we be going through and empathize
Fine
'Cause I'm a street genius
With a unique penis
Got fly chicks on my dick
That don't even speak English
I'm makin' ducks shed much tears
I buck queers i
to find a new hustle, no more money in these streets
Old head told me "calm down Zah, you ain't like that
Told her yea I'm short, but I'm big where the pipe
But you know Loon bein' all hard headed
And don't listen even if God said it
I didn't have to stick with folks that sniff no coke
I didn't
indiscernibly
So, what the fuck you want from me?
I'm told it's in vogue
To sell one's soul
I'm cheap and in vain
Won't deal with you again
I got lost, but
I got duct tape and rope,
I'll leave you missin' like the fuckin' O'bannons.
One hand on my money, on hand on my buddy,
That's the A-K forty seven
I'm goin' to the top when my album drops
The caucasian sensation is never gonna stop
Or get got cept by way of gettin copped
I'm gonna be flipped
like "wassup"
I told 'em: "follow me"
They knew I had it cracking, B
One said, "ain't you that boy that be on BET?"
"Yeah, that's me, Ching-a-ling
black Dre track
Get a check for my city then i run it back
I told you on my last shit i need that 100racks
I need 100racks then i 100 more
Money booming
that type a chick
I told her if I did I wouldn't come at you like this
I'm too stuck in my grind to entertain what don't exist
She told me what you
much thicker than this without crossing the line
Didn't know that was yo chick, takin' this dick, you are not crossing her mind
Thinking unlimited,
a million follows on the gram
See I ain't with the free smoke, that's what you got Drake for
I like my hoes to be low-key, like my safe doe
Rappers act 100
you know you my little vibe, bih
You won't need your phone 'cause there's no one else invited
No, you ain't no side-chick, I need you by my side
you check the oil and try her transmission
I don't care what happens to me
I don't care what happens to you
Restraining order blues
Drove by
add
Ain't nothing you can tell me
I'm on them hills like I'm Jonathan Kelsy
Told her friends that she felt me
We mad love through the love hate lp
You
a person to have and you should rethink that
I really relate to their uh
Their album Pinkerton I really
The lyrics really speak to me
I think you should
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