Lyrics:
fickle
I'm tickled how sometimes labels trick you
I'm not the first artist that died that's still with you
The industry was ruined by humans and their
It's like I'm not happy with you but worse off when I'm alone
I tried to work on myself
And figure out what was wrong
The other thing on my mind
Idea
Of keepin' up with the same pace, lookin' boy
'Cause I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
saw me being with you
But sometimes y'all dreams come true
I'm like your number one fan
Damn, I ain't think Joe would see you
You's a fantasy
I wasn't
jump off this ship
But I bet he get whipped with the pistol grip
Nigga talkin' that shit, now I'm talkin' my shit
Get off my dick, get off my dick
mouths to feed,
So I compartmentalize and then my mental lies trying to convince me I'm okay
So us men tell lies to convince you of the same
Yeah, I dabble
a noodle
That likes to doodle
While you play with your kaboodle
Not a poodle
Just a smitten
Kitten
Who hates mittens
For pittance
Where I’m from it stays
just a ghetto child trying to make it
Mamma, I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it
I feel like a bird nigga with no wings
I'm stuck in this
getting it then you must support her
I turnt up I'm trying to fuck somebody daughter
Piecing up on bottles boy don't let me find out
(Don't let me find
used
To be treated like a coon and a Klansman
Simulta, too, s, sa, ta, fuck you
I'm tryna get up out of
This stigmatic little box tht
I'm inside of but
(Laughs) You know what I’m saying, like
I’m not smart, like stupid like
Like what the fuck is
Wrong with him? You know
What I’m saying? Have
Y’all ever read
lookin' boy
'Cause I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
The way I'm racin' around
make her get out here
Niggas know I don't fuck with no queer
I'm sipping Actavis you niggas sipping beer
They looking at me cuz I'm
Not from round here
table
I'm goin' always be here, and y'all always gonna fear
The bronx making them records cause we always prepared
Got sons you don't know about,
of days is all is gonna take me
'Cause I'm so serious, and go like that
I drop it off and it come right back
I get it in the morning
I'm trying
changed my mind, now I'm back on this grind
Trying to get this change
Niggas hate to see me getting it
Travelling packs with a red dot
Boy, it ain't
I'm movin' and like
You were just the nigga always could get through to me
I don't even know like, how you was able to do it like
Like when the whole
Slow down, grab the wall
Wiggle like you trying to make yo ass fall off
Hella thick I wanna smash 'em all
Now speed up, gas pedal, gas pedal, gas
Slow down, grab the wall
Wiggle like you trying to make yo ass fall off
Hella thick I wanna smash 'em all
Now speed up, gas pedal, gas pedal, gas
world, now there's always time, to getch'a
I guess by now you get the picture of what I'm tryin' to say
I'm ballin' outta control
Niggaz trippin' off me,
The direct messages y'all phone off i'm
Getting domed off having sex
With her in the freak laying next
To her what you upset
With her? i keep the Heckler
On my
baby, don't forget that boy told you
Get, that, dirt off your shoulder
I probably owe it to y'all, probably be locked by the force
Tryin' to hustle
(All I need is you)
Keep me in my time zone when my mind's gone
When I'm flyin' home
And I'm stressed out and I'm tempted to get that Styrofoam
out in the street now and
take off all your clothes and just say peace you know
and you'll be in the news you see.
Just courage and if everybody gets
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