Lyrics:
like Vegas
Clap my hands then walk away from the table with ya payment
(How I'm paid?) Niggas abandon your village
I spit with a foul mouth like
it don't mix
And you don't even know you're waiting for your rhyme fix
But my mind sticks, my rhyme hits, your mind gets
Amputated, 'cause your
repent or no name
naw erase why remain caged in dismay
when you could be surrounded by grace
made my diction confusing
now the wicked making up stories
I
with a lot on my mind let my feelings all go
I'm tryna pour up a pint mix it all with the sprite and get in my mode
My heart be matching my neck this
your head let it roll
No more will our bodies be in control
This is where we pay the toll
When I'm out of sight
And out of my mind
The last thing I'll
of online clout
Perfect people don't become perfect by putting other people down
Take a look
I made do with the hand I drew
Still blows my mind how much I've
system I can't feel a thing
I got some problems I got to fix these
I'm taking this oxy I mix it with lean
Stare at the pint like I love that thing
Know I'm
put me on shit I'm doing my thing
Is it Meek or Tjay? I still do my thing
No matter beat type I'll kill it flat
Whatever I don't mind I'm going
feel like a severed head endeavors by the Shepard im lectured
Like aristole my mind is quick 2 spit facts im fully automatic like an M1918 please don't
to stay that way through all life's demands
‘Cause they chip and they nag and they pull at me
And every little thing I make up my mind to be
Like I'm gonna
flash forward some time
When they realize they're in the mix
They were behind cuz their minds be so thick
Filled with greed, forgot the ingredients we
flash forward some time
When they realize they're in the mix
They were behind cuz their minds be so thick
Filled with greed, forgot the ingredients we
don't front, I'm all on your mind, on my line for the last few months
Keep it real, don't front, you love fallin' out, showin' out when it's time to make
my flame
Shift from the lil n**** to big mane
For real aint no thing no thing
I'm killing for my last name
No ceiling we all gon' gain
Blood aint
Look
First pull of my last time (my last time)
Same shxt I said last time (I said last time)
I been tryna live in my pass time (my pass time)
But GOD
a pain
Like I'm playing hot potato with a hand grenade
My buddy here is twenty and still doesn't have a date but
Maybe it's cause great things come
to do but that’s just how it goes
Guess it’s a good thing I never proposed
Yeah saying that might get me some hate
But I know my truth, can’t wait for
that ease stress away? (Naughty, Naughty)
You got drama, never mind that
Naughty by Nature, 3L Dub, all star tracks
We got that flavor, make your
mind playin tricks on you
Ya drew down, but ya nine won't spit for you
And ain't nobody got no hostle clips for you
You in the mix but ain't nobody
thought I'd just say a few things
Don't take it personal
But if the shoe fits wear that shit 'til it rips you know what I'm saying
Okay
How you know me by
niggas on their IG's, never I be
Still solo, Under Armour still Polo
No wire, on fire
My desire for fine things made me a liar, a shooter
Gettin' high
tryna save her
Man, them niggas tried to play me
Man, 'til I got this paper
You're nobody 'til somebody kills you
"Blast for me" the last words from my
the mic from me
Run the track back
Riding four flats
When its all wrong
Where my mind at?
Get a kick start
By the dime bag
But ill cut back
Like
Please tell me well what is it you need
Because I cant just read minds
Now tell me uuhh what am I to do
To keep you by my side
cnd I don't want
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