Lyrics:
inadequate
Yeah it's cool if you zone out
Live in the moment put your phone down
Turn the music up instead
Bounce to the beat of your own drum
Don't worry bout
like Chelsea Nya
I support the link in her bio
Then put a body by a bayou
I told my gun she heather b
Call me sway I'm by you
My Richard Millie flood
You gon' find out that I'm not myself
In this winehouse, all my dogs need some help
What I'm crying 'bout when I'm all by myself
Long nights
seen the old man?
Who lives down the road
In the old old house
At the corner of the street
Have you spoken to him lately
He lives alone…He lives alone
Yeah bitch you so big
You walked into Big Panties and stepped on Jenny Craig
She picked me up to snap me like a skinny twig
Put me in the headlock,
don't help
Live your life by
Giving kids hell
Well I'll see clear
To make kids never fear
Your lying face
Never be erased
Well I'll see clear
To make
Straight from Texas, you can tell by how I talk(how i talk)
I'm confident, you can tell by how I walk(By how i walk)
Oh that's your boo then why the fuck she
his Daytons in his hand
Keys in his hand, reason again to let you know he's the man
Back when we rocked Ellesses, he had dreams of Caprices
Drove by
the world in reams of paper drawn
With pen and ink, pencil and paint, light and dark
Imagined things drawn from the world and made
New by the newness of you
the glock tight, that's right
That's for the jackers at the spotlight, watch 'em
To live and die in the streets of New York
We gettin' by, pumpin' diesel
of cruel I say
But don't they look so cute today
From the rivers of Japan to a park in Poland
Their whole lives bent on a tiny moment
In the palm of our
heat home
I'm everywhere the streets know
I live by the G code
Bitch I think I'm Nino
From Nautica jackets to Andrew Martin
Lights in
wanted
Was for you to notice me
Take that shit all back
You'll get everything you want from me
Same old same old song playin' in my head
You're mine,
in the Dub while my nigga out in Texas
No matter where we go you'll never stop our flexing
Bitch blowin' up my phone but she won't comprehend
I ain't
you're pregnant? What the fuck?
You weren't even gonna tell me, I mean what the fuck?
What do you want from us?
Nah, you ain't in love, you just wanna
and made by Taxi's (taxi's)
Intelligently cuttin' Tax's (tax's)
Making moves solidly, live in Texas Texas)
For three months come back home
Fuck some nigga's
It's not that far
From the sharks in the penthouse to the rats in the basement
It's not that far
To the bag lady frozen asleep in the park
Oh no it's
It's not that far
From the sharks in the penthouse to the rats in the basement
It's not that far
To the bag lady frozen asleep in the park
Oh no it's
ravaged by the drug epidemic
So I haunt the woods and city parks, from Oakland to Glen Hazel
I said I haunt the woods and city parks, from Oakland to Glen
paper to chase
B**** I’m from texas yeah down from the south
You talking shit you get popped in your mouth
I do this for wealth
You do it for clout
N****
rap, I'll never spit again if Jack free up the trench
Lil brodie split his mans and now he on a fed police offense
Down in Texas, brodie scared you see
down cause it's danger
Niggas from the south keep one up in the chamber
I mean we G's
Who you be, what set you with
Nigga do you know me
If you
it from the back
Baby I want relief no escaping that cat
She hold me down I can’t run to no hag
A Bentley, Mercedes I park in the back
Bought a big
alone
With no one to see
All the pain that he felt
That could never escape
Or be free from the shit
That he found himself covered in
Buried in
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