Lyrics:
the wolf practiced speaking like the goat and came again.
This time, he spoke in a loud voice,
"Hello kids! Open the door. It is your mother here. Be quick."
Huh, the rest was my legacy.
I was born to be the king of the be-bop swing,
To have stallions and medallions, big diamond rings.
I own a castle
legacy, legacy, here
There's no guarantee, it's not up to me, you can only see
This is my legacy, legacy
Legacy, legacy
I used to be the type of kid
ahead and kids try and start shit
But if this is all there is for me life offers
Why bother even try and put up a fight? It's nonsense
But I think
fuckin' murder by this ballpoint in my right hand
Assassinatin' these beats and I don't need no fuckin' hype man
I quench your bitch's thirst, and I don't
like
Love got me Tipsy
Tipsy, Tipsy, Tipsy, Tipsy
Girl you've got me Tipsy
Tipsy, Tipsy, Tipsy, Tipsy
I don't want no drama baby, I just wanna bop
Niggas are never closing the distance
Molded by the blood, sweat, tears
Blue, Green, bills
New scenes heal
I had to move like checkmate
King with
out rapped is my second verse vs my first
In this life you Blow up like Nirvana or you burst like Kurt
Never been one for the commotion
train flows like
the pair, by the three (By the pair)
Chopper soundin' like a snare in a beat (Like a snare)
I'm from the A, I love your ass, it's a peach (Peach)
Where I'm
to get this money, God, you know the hard times, kid
Shit, cold be starvin', make you want to do crimes, kid
But I'm a lamp, 'cause a crime couldn't beat
fresh I got deadstock
But this ain't no cheap this that za make your head knock
Heard he got that cheap but it's mid call it kids bop
These niggas just
That bid, that bidness
(That's right) ssenisub ynnam nworg
Yeah!
Don't talk to me weird kid, I don't care about ya feelings
Left by the park, had
Niggas real life kids so we finna do a manhunt
Gllltt bop bop
Pussy boy dont run now
Now you hear them gun sounds shit sound like the army
If you think im
the best
Therefore, hard to tell
You dropped me off by the dungeon
Never came in, but I knew that you were wondering
Now are these niggas in this house
that it's not a burden, why?
Because I rap in cursive
They treat my lyrics like the Bible
The OG and the King James Version
This colloquial
My verses
like you blew it
Grateful for music
iPod Nano play me some Mac Miller
Think it was 2012, I was 10 with the bops
I was young, with one rap song called
think I joined Illuminati
'Cause I'm ballin' out like Scottie
Zoomin' in my Maserati
I'm the man with the plan and I got Lil Trav with me
They hate
I see an opp in person turn to a slogan
The stick is extra long it look like a totem
A 90s kid in overalls ima code em
And I stay on my grind cause
like my kids is not for sale
I personally know Jesus
And he told me this himself
He say my soul is not for sale
He say my spirit is not for sale
He say
the thought of the long haired beatle in the
19th century sanctuary. Please stop this nonsense.
Go home. We don't like people like you.
Go to a doctor to be
Shit will hit you like
Shit will hit you like you being sucker-punched
Sucker-punched
Shit will hit you like you
Punched!
I'm an 05Kid
Strictly
I do this shit from the moment I wake up
I got my kids all over her make up
My eyes so low you would think I'm from Asia
I need a rolly cause fuck
make me like He can now
I realize it was leading up to you together the world
Ain't ready for what we do walking by you got my heart in light speed
I'm
clothes
Any witness gets a .9 cold, could do this with a blindfold (oh)
I'm that player on the corner lookin' dry when it rains
Pimp a dollar out
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