Lyrics:
you got nothing else
I'm getting sick
Of all this rain
So I grab another bottle
Off the shelf
And I get high
To get by
Just let me spread
My wings
Yeah
Same song and dance
Damn, girl, everywhere I go
Same song and dance
I like the way you move, all over the globe
Same song and dance
lesson I'm bound to learn
Buddy ain't damn thing changin' me
So watch and see
Cause it's just another thing to me
You know it ain't a thing with it
bad
The Feds said they heard that I know where them birds at
And my old lady say she saw me with another brizzah
And some of the boys shot up my
body is lookin' nasty: fat Suge
A Shotgun'll have ya brain drippin' out
With all these veins stickin' out
Like a bad rolled Backwood
Watch ya back Goodz
I make it to the map
Whole block hearing that bad bitches on my lap (fire) lap lap
And I'm with the strap (damn)
Gonna put you on a sleep call it long
clicks another moment gone
Year by year another relationship quits and another set of songs
Day by day I pick apart my weaknesses to strengthen my wrongs
you off
Broad, with the cause (yeah) bitch on a mission
Keep them niggas by they nuts while you hoes be dick kissin
Missing the game, damn bitch it's
to
Know things don't go both ways
You can't talk respect of every other
Song or just every other day
What I'm speakin' on now is the
Raps about the women
See what I'ma do is, like...
I just kinda want to be able to, you know...
Smoke by myself,
Without kinda being bothered by what a motherfucker had
not me, costly rocks be spot free
But he don't know I'm roguish
Surrounded by my soldiers
And they be locked and loaded
Will explode if you can't
pondered
I just wanna play my part, should I make waves or not?
So back and forth in my brain the tug of war wages on
And I don't wanna seem ungrateful
, that's a rap storytelling song
If you listen to Bad Minded, that is vibes
That's a Caribbean type of vibe
And if you listen to Kung Foo (Juan Lee), that is
songs, they be all cap
They want that old quan back
Nah, they can't have that
Here go that boy noggin ima blast that
I remember being bad as hell up in
fuckin block
Word is bond I go on
I'm breaking MC's with vocal tones over real rap songs
Insane in the brain nothing left to gain
Grab the mic up with
Yeaaahhhh.
Baby this is my second song ever.... I hope my inexperience doesn’t show...
This one just couldn’t wait.
I’ve got the Best Damn DJ...
boy burning YT attacked by you niggas
bad social figures, now I pull the trigger, everyday you get bigger but
iq keeps dropping, your brain keeps
see they shoes flappin'
Huh! Coolin' while I'm rappin'
(Boof baf) Another son gonna die
(Boof baf) If a boy just come try
(Boof baf) Another son
damn quick (Quick)
Too damn quick, bitch I do this shit
Bitch I knew this shit
This just another outro and I just did it quick
And I just fucked on mad
the Pope is callin' a crusade
Then I'm leavin' my work station and hoppin' the next plane
I'm really not impressed by all these songs when I hear them
There
beyond infinity, Buzz Lightyear
But definitely there's another guy that just
Wants to drink gin fizzies and Bud Light beer
Watch me take hits and sip more
you, I like you, because you're ugly, just kidding
Yeah, yeah! Hoo! Yea, woa, woa, the longest song, so, so long
The longest song. Long, long, long,
Here in my brain i imagine i take. but my life is insane but i know i won't fade. i'm gone, i'm wrong, i'm writing these songs. i'm making my music
out, when I was damned
Song for her in Amsterdam
S-song for her in Amsterdam
Love it now? I just began
That shit good! Another gram!
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