Lyrics:
This a Leekeleek banger
There's a power of pressure Dave
Tomorrow ain't promised
Holiday season, it's Karma 2 nigga, ain't no going back
I lost
just buggin' the fuck out
Enough of that shit, it's time to O.D, one time
But y'all could take it how you want it, word
Ayo the bottom line is I'm
it's a happy holiday (Okay)
Yuh, tree lit, got my scarf on, bundled
If I see it fit, get the mistletoe and snuggle
All year, been a busy bee, bumble
But
racks, I ain't stun copping no J's
I turnt my hustle up a lil bit more, don't make no minimum wage
Them young n***z come thru and throw bullets like
Not sleeping, staring at the clock, it's three now
Staring at the ceiling, roaches calling me out
Cold inside and out like I'm home for the holidays
enough to slap box, slap box?
They said I rap like a robot, so call me Rapbot
But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes
I got a laptop in
To tell the truth I ain't really feeling your energy
You ain't real enough I'll keep you at a distance
I made a choice to boss up & that's why they
M-E-T-H
Yeah, look
Light a booger up, wedgie in the butt, yep, we pulling up
My cup runneth over, theirs ain't full enough
They bad, but that ain't good
They always ask if there's 24 hours to live, what would be done
That ain’t enough, this a long run
You on the job & you know god’s will gotta be done
Where you are forever girl ain't no harm
Ain't nobody else can borrow it, I won't allow it
See I got so much love for you in these arms
Don't you
turn the tune up
I'mma tell you who's soon enough to got
And I ain't down with getting crossed, and I never been the boss
Wu-Tang
Yo, you're
Turn the track up a little bit
We need to rock in here
I wanna make you happy
Uh, I’m not at all happy or elated, this category ain’t my
to riches
Birth By Rain City B
Stick with my energy
Rep like a mascot
I took a holiday turned to a protege
T.B.E hands down
See the style that I pop when
14, we got another one
Ain't nothin' sweet, this ain't no bubblegum
Say that you got love, bitch, that's not enough
Staircase, know we goin' up
mother's nose
And just a little of her father's eyes.
And we got just enough love
That when the longing takes me,
It takes me by surprise.
I remember
travels
Across the golden east
I see your preparations
Invite me first to feast
Take me I'm yours
Because dreams are made of this
Forever there'll be
to rush by)
A dizzy twister dance, can't find my drink or man
Where are my keys? I lost my phone, phone (oh, oh, oh-oh)
What's goin' on, on the floor?
to rush by)
A dizzy twister dance, can't find my drink or man
Where are my keys? I lost my phone, phone (oh, oh, oh-oh)
What's goin' on, on the floor?
of giving up when I'm getting down
If it's one thing, it ain't another venture
Lord give me strength, I'm tryna stay together
The holiday stories
Enough is enough
Time is rough
Too many rap artists been dying
Rap industry is frying, ain't lying
Let's do something about it
Instead of crying
boss is a S-O-be
Tell him to S-H-O-V-E the J-O-be
Put your middle finger up slowly
Put it close enough to his face so he can examine it closely
a handful
But now we're under the Christmas tree
Watched the year just fly by
Way too much on my mind
Had enough of the lows
Not enough of the highs
Way too
trés, goin' deep , goin' deep , goin' deep Déconnecté
like king ain't accepting less ; the world or nothing
holdin' pen thinkin' a lot men oui j
J.O.W.I.M.I.B.A.
Nigga replay, them seconds.
Addressing me by my name is the only way you'll get in my section.
I've been sitting in shitty
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