Lyrics:
Jason
That was His Friday the 13th
By Sunday He rose free
The third He had to return like a RedBox movie (Oohh B)
Now I got the power to walk this
Thought it was real love but I don't know what that means
Why did I wear my heart on my sleeve
Just to watch you walk out of the door to watch you leave
season
My pen and speech is the reason I'm pulling wenches with ease
And I'll take that Benz that you're leasing
I'll put a dent in the crease
Afraid to have a love affair
Is that your ghost or are you really there?
Now, I can't walk
I can't talk anymore since you walked out the door
And now
vibed day we vibed night
I had you by my side
That shit felt so right
I had you by my side
I thought you was gone ride
But you didn't
Now I'm in the stu
the door
You either follow them, or drown in the sorrow running it's course
Too many hearts that I done shattered
That jar is running over
Put that in
'less that bitch dead
How that's yo bitch and she
Calling me "big head"?
It's a scam, dickhead
Shot doggy with the Big Mac, now he McDead
You ever seen
on the moon
Make the whole crowd move when I walk in a room
Got two new coupes, when I start 'em and vroom
And that S-580, I'm coppin' it soon
I hop out
on the block with the dope
If I ain't have it then I'm serving out soap now a nigga moving work by the load
Cus a nigga get that work for the low whip it up
, passin up, don't wanna leave the sheets
Cuz that pussy be too damn fuckin sweet
Tracy
Won't leave my door unless I get 10 racks or more
You can't walk
change of heart and
Suddenly his conscience comes into play
Alright stop, now before you walk in the door
Of this liquor store and try to
Get money out
reflect me in some way
I look at them to see myself
To judge my life by someone else
The metaphors within replete:
The mirrors are the people that I met
that game on 'em
Drop that drop that game game
Like it's dominoes
And the game is the [?]
Smokin' out, pulling up, lean with it, rock
Wood
Look
Feel like Trae Young when I walk in the door bitch I'm a demon
I'm a devil I'm a monster Imma show you what I'm dreaming
Imma break in rip up
Why don't you call?
Bitch, we ain't friends don't pretend that we are
'cause you see me extendin' my wingspan
You fake and you lyin' a lot 'bout some
got one more chance to do right
And it's tonight, now go out and show 'em that you love 'em before it's too late"
And just as I go to walk out of my
up into you
Is it color of your hair
Or the smell everytime you pass me by
That makes me want to drop to the floor
Or walk into a door
Would you open
to make me glass in my
Yeah I just fucked that last line up
But I don't give a fuck
Imma keep fucking going
Till you cut out both my lungs
Put them bitches
it out
They're closin' the doors but it's only the start (oh no)
Dance on the tables and shut down the bar (sorry boys)
You'll steal their hearts,
head like can food
Dawg, ah we buss the shot ask Shampoo
Try bun me skin, that a sum'n weh you cyaan' do
7.6 rapid out ah di pan too
'Pon the Ztekk,
Walk up to my door, you better have a good reason
You still walkin' 'round in that shit from last season
When you walk up to me I know that it's fake
like that
All you out there fakin' better chill out (hold up)
[Chorus: x2]
Why you walk like that?
Cause I walk like that
I walk like that
Why
a drill like antihistamines
I can't be put in no box
I'm way too sly of a fox
I'll find a way out that box
I think outside of the box
Yo, you don't want
your door
That .40 put you to the floor
Epic kind of war
Bitch I'ma handle my business (I am)
If it ain't about money you trippin' (Yeah)
Told that bitch
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