Lyrics:
(BIGDMANDEM)
(He glitched the matrix, glitched the matrix)
(Oh my god, Scruff) (I love you Scruff)
I don't want friends anyways
It's alright when I
To the Lombardi victory
That's another ring
You know that's gotta sting
Wearing jesus bling
Cause he makes my heart sing
My skills never stop
Until I make it
There's nobody else on my level I'm all by myself and I call it a silent hill
As evil as us deep inside of my mind and I'm ready to cock back and then
the name, baby
Wife-beaters and white t-shirts, Hanes, mainly
It's a long shot, but is it possible? There's a lane, maybe
If not he's gon' have to come
guessing your past!
What was an was not His will
Now is the time to look ahead
And do what He calls you to do!
His glory is in the details
Of His good, good
says, whoa, wo, baby oh, my baby
You have to know you have to know
She knows in her heart
That he will stand by her
Anywhere don't cry, baby
I can
hip, I elevate it then I elevate ya
But did I mention that's the past I'll still blow
He got them boots from cowboys call em steel toe
Like why you
I'm nobody
You gon' make me call somebody
Let's go, let's go little kitty cat
I think it's time to go
Let's go, little kitty cat
He ain't want no
the pushers, players, all the junkies screamin
Cause if they have no Money baby then they start to feenin'
I'm at the gamble shack
Sometimes they put me in
since secured the services of the University Volleyball
Mascot,
A llama by the name of Missy.
When the baby was ready,
The child was removed via
Baby
Seem like everywhere I go, I see you
From your eyes, your smile, it's like I breathe you
Helplessly I reminisce, don't want to
Compare
if you ain't got that pin number dummy, you can't call me
To hook up with Mix you gotta call that number
Then sit by the phone and wonder
Will he
eggs and bacon
I'm a fighter, I burn out like a lighter
And burn up my lighter money
These ladies call me honey
But you... you can call me anytime, baby
hoes to mind they business
They broke as he'll can't even pay attention
Yo baby mama beggin' for a mention
I sent her couple emojis thru the dm
It was
the green, he can't be me
So we gon leg press the moon!
Like a DVD I'm coming real soon!
Open her legs, that pussy getting wet like it's monsoon season!
They
Tik Tok kids want that instant money
Instead of punching into shifts the trends will keep our pockets flooded
Call us lazy but you ain't never earned
taking flicks, posing, holding my tech
With cowboy hats and coach bags, they party like rock stars
Bo Gary watches, just chill, they down in the shark bars
nothin' stops my chips
I boss play you with this, then twist you lame tricks
Holler if you understand my plan, ladies
Fuck havin' babies by them shady
He’s worried about the wrong thing, that’s gone get ‘em
Now, go get you a bag
Now why you so mad?
You got busted, and now you sad
How you get cheated
lucid
The pills helped me feel reawakened by the Lucy
Caps and stems steady booming happy junky some improvement
Is depression any better? Can't survive
of black kids
Till one day, I was confronted by this wise old chap
He said, "I know you sell crack, but what, you out to kill blacks?"
I wasn't trying
he's the by-product
Of a horrid decision
Well, guess what, the past is the past
To her, it's history
Next thing you know
She's had to many
Now she's
since they checking for me
She don't have a whip
But she wants to kick it so she walked to me
Nigga got the nerve to call me lame
But he got on coogi
I'm gon do by myself
Me and yung kir don't need nobody else
Shoot from long range but don't call me no steph
He bleeding out better check on his health
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