Lyrics:
more calls from the loan office they always say they can't do it
I just finished school and she's alive to see me do it
I got all my trophies finally
school without a college fund or scholarships
Four years of staring at my degree as it tarnishes
Watching everyone around me fold and do exactly what
the game goes
Can't expect me to be an angel
I don't have wings and a halo
A lot people fake trying to play roles
My friends aren't Ross' and Rachel's
Don't
ain't up niggaaa
[Verse 1 - Lil' Flip]
The 4-5 on my lap when I'm in the trap hood
Blueberry by the pound, now where did you get that? (smoked it)
I
got the fans comin' back
Bad plus bad run in packs, startin' to think is a curse
I can't you do it without you nigga'
Can't be done without me nigga'
...oh, hey! What! Dave, is that you? Yeah? What day is it? Saturday. Saturday? What do you mean, I've been
in here a week? I have? I don't
don’t question why,
Nothing adds up you can’t leave it behind!
[Hook]
I am not driven by family or tradition,
I am not driven by family or tradition,
I
Iz U Wit Me?
Walking up to my steps, my spot, I'm killing
Hanging with the snitch? Nah, nappy heads
(FIST PUMPS)
Wack rappers, you know I can't
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned
I go
She go
Pushback that’s got a ring to it
Go low
Bend back
Take time when you roll with it
Man know
Take notes
Rick Ross how I boss with it (yeah)
fast die young
Black kids do it well
Take black lives
And conservatism swells,
Tell Donald lynch me
After eating Taco Bell
Tell Donald lynch me
After
Man 1: What?
Mandy: This praising.
Wise Man 1: No, no, no.
Mandy: Oh! Well, if you're dropping by again do pop in. (they
take
Finished my second LP without a Dr. Dre track
You can take my soul but can't take my plaques
I'm the motherfucking snare when it touch the beat
I'm the 808
[Intro]
And we go by the runners
(I think it's time for me to go hard as the hood I'm from, ay)
DJ Khaled, we the best
(I think it's time for me
I'm a boss
I did this shit by myself
Bitch I said
Fuck the cost
I been got rid
Of some pounds
Got me feelin
Like Ross
I can't stop
Gettin it now
money like it really mean sum
Got my brother pull up, he masked up , tellin' you, yeah, yeah, give me some
Give me that shit, give me that shit
Can't do
if your girl starts actin' up, then you take her friend
Master Gee, my mellow
It's on you, so whatcha gonna do?
Well, it's
without you
I’m about to
Figure it out too
[Figure it out too]
Can’t do this without you
I’m about to go
Can’t do this without you
I’m about to
Figure it
Her and I got dancy lemme show you how it go, Ay
First you step up then we criss cross
Now you caught the vibe, you hit the Rick Ross
Better stay
bitch? You must be trippin
You must wanna see how this thirty-eight be spittin"
"Nah nah boo, it's my ex-boyfriend, he be buggin
He can't take it no more
losing my brains without you
and I just can't help myself, don't want nobody else, I'm so crazy about you
I'll do anything to see ya, and I slay myself
a raging wind
It surrounds me when I’m lonely
And it’s amazing how it feels
To be in love with You
I can’t see my life without You in it
It’s almost like
Platinum, Mister Doctor Lynch Hung
We do your ass in good just for fun
Fifteen inches in your ass bitch
Take it and love it, but I ain't talking bout no
hands up in plastic bags
On stage like a savage goin' mad
What? Yeah yeah, so!
Yeah, by all means you know you gotta put Queens on it
Put cream
.png/203px-Ross_Lynch_2_(cropped).png "Ross Lynch")
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