Lyrics:
admirer
Still got more words though, that I wanna tell you buckle up
I'll say it so here goes, I wanna be making goals
And making family and friends, I'll
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
9-5 just busting plays
Had to grow and then adapt I can't get stuck up in my ways
Never know where I'll be at but I ain't following no wave
Never been
into mine I got the Allspark
How we movin' is way too smooth, on the top but somehow improve
(Mm) Been a minute since I seen y'all since I seen y'all,
your face
Talking bout mine and what I want
Fucking MC's with the Dangerous funk
I'm on my way, to the top
So much rapping I'll never stop
And all
Wavin' on edges of roadsides
Don't worry 'bout me, I'll be alright
Still doin' my thing as the cars fly by
All night, that's right
I'll get where I'm
gear to rush the beer
My face changed immediately cause I was about to cheer
I'm so mad. I wish he gets kicked by the deer
The guy was in my housemate's
argue and fight
But if you not family, keep talkin alright?
Will you get them Nikes? Oh you like them yeah?
They look good on me, you wanna cop a pair
(hol' up)
Fuck it I'll kick me a nursery rhyme (hi)
Hickory dickory dock (hol' up)
She gon' pour hickory sauce on my dickory
Then she gon' lick
with your shit
Spitting sloppy fear ridden disses
Driven by hate like Satan throwing it in the face of God almost every fucking day
Threw it in my face
shooters that are watching for me.
I'm heavy, I'm colder,
Better me know, sir,
I can tear apart mc's
But I'd rather read a book on childcare by Keri
collectors, they started drinkin' Prosecco
When they slipped up, out they level of family wealth
Bunch of actresses downplay how my records have felt
It's
the stacks
Cats flashin' in my face is who I'm laughin' at
So you made a little dough, but what you doin' wit that?
Thought 'cha girl ain't feeling me
Why
I ain't perfect, but I ain't let nobody hurt me
And I'm from Philly, I do the servin', no, I ain't let nobody serve me
You wanna cook somethin'?
don't know
Been to calvary, dropped all my worries there
Wanted to speak face to face but nobody's there
I saw a placard hanging telling me to hang on,
But you sold your soul
Once we were like family but
Now your just so and so
Old photos are faded
I guess that's just the way it goes
I'd like to know
the principles
People always playing victim and throwing the shade on you
But the sun still shining
Don’t need diamonds
I’m a diamond
Damn 100 I’m a 1000
Never
I'm sinning but before I eat it I'll say my grace in it (What)
Annie, girl, let's play house
And you can show me what that's 'bout
Girl, nobody beat
a drought in which
I'll build a fucking boat
The straw that broke the Camels back but on account of Who's a
Is finna load the fucking strap
Boutta put
I gotta stay away
I gotta stay away
No time for family or friends please just go away
If you don't mean me no good then get the fuck out my face
No
In the house across the street
There's a girl I'll never meet
I've heard the whispers and the rumours of her life
Like a record on repeat
No one
on the media? let me give you a tip
You got nobody? down and left out?
Want to do cool things but you feel like you ain't good enough?
Well I say, I say leave
to be a player but I'll settle for the court side
Wanted to run the streets and now I'm just chilling shoreside
Look into my eyes and you can see where
family while they were on vacation?
Taking in sights he got wasted killed a kid that night
Don't be a saver, but hate the way they do
Just utilize
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