Lyrics:
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
a menace or somethin'
Don't fuck with this military drum
Ain't wit' it, don't act like you want it
Look, don't got it
Don't act like you got it
He say he got
your guide (steps to giving no fucks, you know I'm your guide)
I'm a hidden gem like crawl space but I don't hide
I am Nico Mafia, young cracker has
why, sometimes I wonder why
I wanna shine just like the summertime
They say them folk gave him a heap of time
Now I'm being followed by some
normal
And I never wanted to be
Heyyy
Fake friends follow for the likes
Never truly by your side
Yeah
They act proud of you now when they were never
the one I vent to
Damn,
If I spill my heart, I'm better by end of session
Not your ordinary people like your John legend
If you have my back why it
and I'm there I'm Big Bank Hank
I'm everywhere
Just throw your hands up in the air
And party hardy like you just don't care
Let's do it, uh, don't stop
tryna run a land
When it's all out war, I don't understand
Look a nigga in the eye if he under hand
Dump a rack
Get em snatched like a fucking man
Hard
don't know why
God I wish I could fucking cry fuck
Wish I could change the past
If I'm really kinda being brash
I've been backstabbed
By lovers and loved
And I was just like, ma, I'm just
I'm not there right now, I don't really want to be in that,
That moment,
And uh, I remember my momma looked at me,
I was
touching they gut
If money is the topic I get like Floyd
I be O Ting moving grams of the boy
If I don't know niggas my hand on toy
Cause I'm ma a fucking
But if there's one thing that I learned from being Hopeless
Is that you can't look back
Sometimes life feels like a circus
And you're the main act
I
Ohh I'll be with you.
If I'm gone when you wake up please don't cry.
And if I'm gone when you wake up don't ask why
Don't look back at this time
stand now
And shit don't plan out throw your hands up
At least give them a handout
And with the sun shown
It's like the Jerome is
Mamas on the cellphone
great guy minus the service fees
Similar but different like Matt instead of gloss
Now look here, I'm not trying to floss, but this new version of me has
cool
Don’t nobody want to look like a fool
My boy, who used to work for Donda and now
Designs stages for Jay Z and
Justin the other day he said a
Word
the mouth and not in the hand
The fucking repeat offender, and now i'm doing it again
Like you Eminem, I don't subscribe to the general milleu
Even God, my
why, sometimes I wonder why
I wanna shine just like the summertime
They say them folk gave him a heap of time
Now I'm being followed by some
just did what)
So if I don't look like a real rapper to you
I use slang step to this
Cause I don't want to get the hang
I'm Tairrie B, here's a subject
chest got two knots
You hear the horn blow bodies rolling in never stop
Niggas act like gate keepers which raps are hot
When they really gay keeping don't
When I twist her in the Gold sedan
Like I'm Goldie man, you're bitch chose me man
Jigga man, iceberg with the frozen hands
Wedding bands don't make it
nutz
Like this mission gonna self-destruct
Come again, you got us fucked up
I'm a thug by nature, gettin this paper be the reason
That these hustlers
that
Foo we on the way
I'm like damn I missed these days
Wake me up when life is normal
Wake me up when life is normal
Wake me up when life is normal
shot me in the nugget, dog
She don't like me, man
Stop it, man, she don't like me
No she don't!
Look at my head, man!
She shot me in the forehead,
Discuss these dont look now im being followed act normal by hands like houses Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In