Lyrics:
the hardest fucking beats the Midwest don't know how to act
Look at that, mediocre, but they hittin' like a dad
Belt 'n' buckle, time to scuffle yeah
White
produced up vomit?
I just want it to be, just only
Just you me, just closely
Watching the TV on the Kodi
But now I'm lonely, singing
Please, oh please, don't
Of an average kid growing up and you realize
"oh, well, the real world is
Here now and, like
I'm broke and I don't have future plans
And I don't know what I'm
the scene with a gangsta slouch, mmm, hmm
(Like that now, like this, and it don't quit, and it don't stop)
Nine in my hand, ounce in my crotch
Diggin'
the scene with a gangsta slouch, mmm, hmm
(Like that now, like this, and it don't quit, and it don't stop)
Nine in my hand, ounce in my crotch
Diggin'
Me when I do it, they stupid
They don’t realize my love
I look into my eyes like my love, God
If I ever had a girlfriend
She would mean the world to me
to call
It ‘Theraflu’ i’m calling
The song this…" And then people are
Like, "oh, he changed the song to this"
And then that’s
What it is, because when I did
looks be gettin me stressed
It's time to dead that
Testify and get your head wrapped like Arabian cats
Terrorist act's will have you pigs squealin
kids hopin' up beyond sixteen)
Beyond Trayvon he lives in a song
I get feared looks, but I live 'round here
My house right next to yours
But I still get
even if I gotta
Fuck, suck and swallow in the parking lot
Gonzales Park, I'm followed by a married man, a father of three
My titties bounce
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
person
Fuck normal, if you don't agree, I ignore you
I'm blowing this money, fuck being resourceful
I'm there for more and of course I'll go get it
I
with the rumors
Don't ask me nothin' you can Google
Do I look happy, do I look happy to you?
(Do I look happy to you?)
Comin' in like, damn, where
the houses
You broke my heart, I'm re-organizing
Really trying to be mature about it
But I got a killer like a fucking dealer
Dream-villian spill-villain
But nowadays I don't know how to act
So now I feed the rats crack
Back and I'm statin the fact
I know you're waitin for a rap
To make you get up
guidance shooting stars my best friends
Freezer on my body feel like Neptune I'm so divine
Sculpting stardust with my bare hands ima make a shrine
Ain't no
on The Warm Up yo
When he did the Last Call on the warmup I was like "Damn I'm tryna do mine
So since this joint got that vibe I'ma do my Last Call right now
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
Don't tell me it's normal
I've had enough of that now
Don't tell me it's normal
I'm tryna break out, I'm tryna break out
Don't tell me it's normal
You the shit say it! You
Don't have to be humble
Be like Ray J "I'm tired of being humble"
I'm not a cocky person by nature
Scaff, be cocky for her!
this informal
Cause a normal human being wouldn't need
To pretend to be normal to be normal
Well I guess that's the least that I owe ya
To be normal in
could tell by the look in your face
Cute brown skin with a lil Thick waist
So you gone (Act like That)
That Dress you wear is see through, these girls
through
But in life we all got our own path
Don't understand that by now you won't begin to
Cop another Rolex or Porsche try and get even with me
Pulled up
Wait 'til we get home]
Now if you wear corrective shoes and you got big bunyons,
Toenails smell and look like onions,
Don't doowutchyalike--
Go see
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