Lyrics:
Intro:
Aye my nigga, do me a favor. (What's that my nigga?)
If you happen to bump into the streets
Can you please tell him I'm back? (oh okay I'll do
and cunts
Soul committed so many times
Engaged twice and gypped
Both times, by cheaters
Had my mind in bits
Why couldn't I see it
These demons in disguise /
Hello
I'm back again
To entertain you niggas
All over again, let's see
You missed nothin' really
'Cept now I'm a tad bit creepy
On my monstar shit
NyuKyung]
Okay, they don't wanna see me shinin'
I'm workin' through it for mine 'til I'm not constricted by time
I'm a young rider, I'm goin' until my heart
The wine, it fucks up my mind, everytime,
I'm goin', and all I want to be doin' is bonin',
But like a dope fiend character I'm ------,
I'm stuck,
of my fans who like to see the beast shit
The fee is peep this speech I’m leakin’
You’ll see this fiend is wreaked with demons,
But he still be
The haters lookin' dumb, I'm bout to cackle
They gonna get scared
My songs goin' viral, I don't listen cause I never care
My raps are so elegant, people call
Ay Jamo
Soy el puto amo
Ay, ay
Pop out, all black
I'm just trying to get a stack
Shit was good, goin' bad
No there ain't no goin' back
Drop
a baddie, ass fatty
Check my Patek, who want static?
Who your daddy? Let 'em have it
Blue cheese, I got salad
Ass so fat, make me wanna make a family
Ass
think that they know us
You think we related but you ain’t my cuz
But I’ma treat you like you one of us
Blowing all these stacks, but I’m finna get
I'ma make 'em dance
That's just who I am, that's just who I am
That's just who I am, that's just who I am
Got my own lane I don't give a damn, shit is
Peter Parker, one more dose
Hit that Green Goblin mode
And when I'm on the floor
I'm on my right mind
Even in hindsight
When it seems that I can't see
problems
Fade away
And that ain't ever
Gonna change
I guess I'm stuck up
In my ways
Oh
Living life
At the bottom of a bottle
An I'ma stay right here
Till I
(Bla bla...) I strip ya down to ya optimo, cigars
I pull cards like Vegas
Clap my hands then walk away from the table with ya payment
(How I'm paid?)
the ground
Smoking weed by the pound, fuck smoking by the ounce
When I'm done, take a bitch a pound town
When I'm done, I'll have all my money in a mound
Rich
see it clearly, I'm his life optician
Could learn from my experience but youngin' gotta live
Not with that mentality, that something gotta give
Cause
outside when the sun falls down
If you listen, you can hear me making skeletons sounds
All my rings are eight by eight, 'cause its illegal if its round
I'm
around the world but you will never find (uh)
Another shorty like mine (c'mon), shorty like mine
I tell my niggas that, uh
You got a girl but she
goin' thirty at least
Show-Offs on the cap, plus her ass fat
It's so big she gon' let me hit it from the back
Not knowin' she a rat, she suckin' on my
yards a game
My competition' better back up
I'm the e running back
Niggas that ain't ready get the machete
For the lyrical Jason of rap i'ma keep
said, I'ma take him out
Don't play no games, you know I'm blankin' out
Know, I'm down for real ain't no goin' back in
I'm going all ten, tryna bring
I'm paper chasin', my bank big, you can tell just by these rocks (bling)
You know I pop shit, I talk shit, 'cause I gets a lot of guap
You know my
playin'
I know I'm making 'em mad (Huh)
Looking at you makes me laugh
I'ma go get out my duffel
Specifically, I'm 'bout to get out my LV
Bag your girl
miss it
And I put that on my existence
Straight to the top, I can't ever stop
That's why I'm working hard up at midnight
I know I'm goin' far, I work
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