Lyrics:
arguing
And I don't ever write, pause
Un-pause this, so keep ya bitch ass lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot com bitch log in
Put a pillow under your
to myself
Ready? I'm no beginner
We'll never run out of health
Level up by the second 'cause
So much damage is dealt no doubt
I'll be the greatest trainer
guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois Lane"
avenger, the righteous surrender
When standing in-front of my solar eclipse
My name it is stitched to your lips so see
I won't bow to the will
split up
Get outta line, I get you hit up (Wooo!)
Now if you say my name in your rhyme, watch what you say
You get carried away, you can get shot
that
When I run down a track, it's sick, that fact
And I go no cap when I rap like Mac
Still 4-2-0 to the world and back
I ain't caught in the trap
sharp and still known as a cool cat
My names DZJ born March 26, 1998
Swirly horned Aries with knowledge stacked in 80 crates
The fresh nerd but without
something to do
Put ya name on a shirt if you fuck with my crew
Yeah, every lyric that I writes with Krylon
I'm in everybody's top 5 like I'm Dylon
Left him
pig snot nose
You think you're hot shit cause you're in heat
Well, bitch, if you're solar, then I'm your polar opposite, dog
Cause I'm colder than
jealous
A back pack with a nap sack and a hacky sack cause I'm still kicking this shit
Realer since Mac Miller came in with a hatchet and a pack
smells like bleach
And I will write your name in the sand where ocean meets the beach
Long after the last grain of sand goes down the shower drain
muhfuckas laughed
Cause I'm calling my auntie, anty
I wrote my name in the sand
Wrote her name in the sand
I finally got new clothing
I even started a brand
Matrix dodge em then you
Rest in peace
Tell your girl stop calling
If you please
She still steady stalking
She a sleaze
Oh shit
Killing emotions
No hocus
Hi and welcome to the Green Room[00:04.32]Where I'll be sharing the story[00:05.97]Behind each song in this album[00:08.05]I released one song
the counter beats
So toss your dryer sheets
This static energy
Is moving wildly
N out like Cannon beef
Without a doubt in me
I’ll be around to see
The props
syringe
And drill your nut sack to the seat your in
You want props? You don't deserve it, you're not ill
I won't stop 'til every rapper lurkin' has got
Then they blew off his head while he was still in the car
Shot down like a dog in broad daylight
Was a matter of timing and the timing was right
You
Or a single mother from the ghetto either
Fuck y'all
It's a small island in the Caribbean that we be in
Goes by the name of Puerto Rico
Nigga the champ is
and I'll be using it amusingly for decades after I die as the whole world is grieving, the fuck you want me to do in this world as your girl writes my name
that
Could pull it off not naming any names
Modeliste: How would you describe
Your personal style?
MGK: I like passing by mirrors or windows
Especially
Name the place I`ll meet you when you want me
show your face you don`t have to be afraid
you`ve still me some time oh that what you want
I`ll just stand
your champion
I may have won your hearts
But I know the game, you'll forget my name
I won't be here in another year
If I don't stay on the charts
your champion
I may have won your hearts
But I know the game, you'll forget my name
I won't be here in another year
If I don't stay on the charts
enemies
That's your fate, but you still couldn't see
So I'm pulling the strings
To fulfill a vendetta
Break me apart
But I keep it together
Abandoned by
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