Lyrics:
You ready to sell your soul? Hahaha
The rap game will fuck you up
I'm a disrupted nigga, you made me crazy
You shoulda slayed me as a baby
You ready to sell your soul? Hahaha
The rap game will fuck you up
I'm a disrupted nigga, you made me crazy
You shoulda slayed me as a baby
think so lavish? Through my whole career been doped up
Playin' limbo with that gunfire
Mama say I was her worst child
Daddy lost his soul inside
career
Been doped up
Playin' limbo with that gunfire
Mama say I was her worst child
Daddy lost his soul inside
A trial, that's fifty-five, one long ride
playin'
Ten thousand violins
Souls floating away like feathers in the wind
They said my last album I sounded bitter
No, I sound like a spitter
Who
ain't know if I'd see daddy no more
By the time I was seven, we all moved out to the city
Southside, Minneap-, you know these trenches is gritty
Only
with X, the Cali kush was makin' her cough
She must hate wearin' her clothes, she keeps takin 'em off
At the Palms Hotel on a Friday night
Attack each
This culture came from
And what it's really all about
I got you, my nigga, yo, ayo
Count to ten and then come in shootin'
Fuck peace, Silverback the new
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
been creeping for weeks
Mama made a talking head
Brain and organs in a bag of bones
Daddy gave me swagger yet I'm
Surrounded by rapping clones
If you
my X's and my O's
And it kills me by the hour
Now I take my whiskey sours alone
'Cause that one night under neon
Was the first time you ordered
you running
You ain't gonna get very far
Bitch, I'mma run you over in my $20 supercar
Rapist Alien is the best album by far
Millennium
Millennium
album
You want some truths for yo soul then i'll switch my style up
Attach the facts to what hap pen and rip the files up
We ain't never bitch
lay me down to sleep
I pray my Lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
I pray my Lord my soul to take
Now that I lay me down to sleep
I pray
this shit I'm soul
Ice ice they gotta pay me in gold
Told em rich by 24
No love no x and o's
Wrist in froze ya beats being me
All the baddest hoes
You bop to my song just admit it
Cardi said who dropped two mixtapes in six months
Bitch I did it
But this an album
I X bitches out like Malcolm
Punch
Love him but he moving for the albums he sold
Winter nights got so chilly I couldnt even sleep
Feelings that i need to make it out began to seep
Daddy
I got by
Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather money looking funny in
sweat from my balls,
If I drop anotha album I did dat fo my dawgs.
10 Maybachs, everybody ridin big,
I just sit back like: Look what I did.
Den I bow
prayin' to God
If he survives that he promise to stay on his side
[Chorus x2]
Here's a story about a shorty chasin' the cream
Her daddy was
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
you ever witnessed was on Menace ll Society
Try to sound deep and got masses fooled by your lack of rhythm
I elevate while you perpetuate your
grind
Just copped a maroon 5, no Adam Levine
Came a man by myself, only father was time
I know that she relate baby daddy ain't shit
So she raised that
Trump Tower and I started with a 10 speed
Born broke had to use a nigga's instincts
Now I get a hundred racks for the 16
Waking up to turkey bacon and my
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