Lyrics:
a chump who needs to get drunk to buckwild
But swing that bullshit this way
And I'm a make your visit to the bridge a motherfucking short stay
game of this planet
But I gotta survive in order to follow through plans to live lot-o
Me and my lil' get go, any man tryin to stop us he get wet-o
Sleepin' at the top, nightmares of the bottom
Everybody wanna be fly til you swat 'em
But who am I to talk? I ain't shittin' roses
We in the same
You say that you love me
Promise you won't leave
But you always think I'm lying
Baby what's up with that ?
If I send you my location
Tell you pull up
by a real one's side
But still I step into the light any given night give me the mic
I just might make your boo tongue tied
She can't speak
I
That man got the pac man i call dat nigga pacman
Chase him but cant catch him cuz i know he got dat pacman
Try to rob me say hello to da PacMan
the back I don't hear about him.
cll my niggas ball all my niggas ball
cnd if you try to rob us you gone have to fall
Uh yeah this is the truth
cnd I
me on this one, I'll detach you
Mind from spirit, body from soul
They'll have to hold a mass, put your body in a hole
Oh no, you're not on my level,
And now I have Life
From the Lord who sits on High
I Love the Lord that He heard my cry
He loved me first and I don't know why
He proved it when He sent His
I really love it
I ain't escaping from nothing
But all the pressure said it made a lot of dummies
20 22 got a new gun, and that bitch is shiny
If you
bleed
I had my lil baby glock when I was fourteen
If you don't have a check for me, don't check for me
I good all by myself, I don't need frenemies
Put my
jar of honey?
Yogi Bear, it was sitting there
Have you seen where it might have went to?
It cost a lot of money
Not accusing you of nothing
But you're
'm pushing Double R's puffing on cigars
I'm a vet with these lines so all you pups fall in line
And show respect to the crown, fore' I have to put you down
as a box of rocks
Number four in your class? I don't think so
I have the high school transcript to prove it
Okay, well show me! I'm not trying
To hear none
please don't leave me
If I have a chain I'd rub it
In hopes it sprout a genie
If it gave wishes
I'd just wish you was here with me
But i don't got that
So,
the system
(I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be)
Time ticks by, nothing to show
Dead end job, it pays the bills though!
Wanna get rich like me, talk shit like me
You ain't got a dollar in yo
Pocket but yo wrist icy
Rock who? Niggas know I got the stick by me
Clutching
the one who turns the face
Twenty first century
Ambiguous morality
I am a person and nothing more
It is my privacy
Respect it, respect me
You take advantage
Toast to the Good Times
No longer a good guy
But I got good vibes
White lies turn to black holes in the end
I got
No respect for niggas posing
who's back, I made it, the mode is activated
No longer isolated, my nigga, I am the greatest
Blowing a stack in Vegas, these niggas can't tell me nothing
ready to work?
Or you just gone sit on your ass let everybody pass you by?
I think I forgot who I was for a second
I been sparing these niggas I ain't
on Twitter
But out in public it's nothing
Discussion had and I bump em
If looks could kill, I would've been dead
Bitch I'm with give real head
But I don't
to become real
This ain't nothing from the ordinary
From all the beats that I have murdered, this is one that I'mma bury (yuh)
Beat going underground
I wanna
time
Get back at the ones who took me by surprise
Man, I
Pulled the knives out my back and then I made a mirror
Looked inside and asked how, what, where,
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