Lyrics:
soldier since eleven
Seeing angel numbers by the second
Alignment is like a palindrome
All my lyrics know that I be steppin on
Necks of any man who supposed
but I’m letting go
They don’t see it, but the glow is coming up
And I am the chef so I stir it up
Yeah I’m bobby flay with the wrist
Yeah I’m bobby
used to call me B O B B Y, B O B B Y
"Bobby", you called me 'Bobby"'
Oh, it used to sound so good, oh yeah
You don't know how much I miss you lady,
swallowed his razor (wsssht)
Say no more, my back be parked against the wall
Trooper square holding, 'Face don't give a fuck about the law
Take off
like a gimmick
Return with no liquid in it, I felt like a MK finish
No L don’t get it twisted
This miss she wanted war, I'm Swiss
I wanted more but
Bobby me and Womack
Of course we got the J dot let sew that secure it like the numbers on a throwback jersey
Some niggaz heard me when I said
need
Knowledge over greed
I can Get it in with Bobby Gore
Rocking on a beat by his seed
Let me proceed
Even though I don't be gangbanging
I be seeing
different flavors, smoking out the whole p
What you know bout counting everyday
Real talk I just made a profit in my damn sleep
Lil niggas ain't getting no
yɛme interview
Daa maa ee, bↄme interlude
Backbiters, mempɛ interlope biaa oh
Aah (Boy on it)
Ebenezer Addae
Aww...
Aw aw aw aw
Aww... eeyaaya
Go! ah
I
got it all, you want that Bobby or that Whitney
Bitch, I'm riding with my blicky, you never know when it get gritty
So much money, I could make my opps,
slappin' time, I's holdin' Bobby's hand in mine
We sang every song that driver knew
Freedom is just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', don't mean
no better feeling than
Somebody loving you
The same way you love them
In the words of Bobby Womack
Everybody needs somebody to love
But bigger than
up I know that you felt that
Lo bring the heat get to finding myself
That's the way that's it's been I don't know you just know rap
Still in the city I
Whipping whipping
Whipping whipping side to side
Damn girl you know how to ride
Hopping in and let it slide
Girl you be Bonnie I be Clyde
But I don't give
need no knowledge
Of how she ran my
Memory, I've been to this day
This fine day you made
Suddenly I flash back to bobby
Remembering a special envy
Bobbys Interlude
Smart Ringing
One Zoji calling
Yeah we rolling
We paper chasing
Gotta Flip the bag
Shawty wanna lick it Buh
I'm cold Shawty
Too
Oh my god
My hair is blue
(Why is it blue, bro?)
I keep dying it
Day quar- nineteen
Quarantine day nineteen
(You don't even know how to speak,
in army
can’t believe it
no longer beside me
Thank you dear Bobby
Wanna say thank you to Roberto hustle
His one of the few who
Aye, bro'
Just so y'all know, this a little
Freestyle, I'm just playin' around
I'm just tryna' have a little bit of fun
I don't really do so much
No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart
(Yeah)
No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart
I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in
No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart
(Yeah)
No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart
I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in
away
Heaven knows that I'm gonna make it one day
Yeah, yeah
Bobby don't do it to 'em
You're beautiful and you don't gotta prove it to 'em
Come on,
Tony Womack
Don't hold back, no, feed your girl Cognac
Meet a bitch, sleeping wit her, feverish, diva chick
Met her off Twitter even Schindler keeps
Bobby will body anybody Like Gotti did Gambino, from Maryland to Reno
We know Tarantino a killer
But the Young Sinatra got you by the neck
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