Lyrics:
All I know is I'm getting distracted by a sext
I need to clear my mind, but I'm not Kurt Cobain
That was pretty far, but you know that I'm insane
We
that they naturally blessed with
Just know there’s nothing more beautiful than your imperfections
It’s always hard when you don’t love yourself
So
niggas praise Yukons and getting paid
Its goin' take a lot more than coupons to get us saved
Like it take a lot more than du-rags to get you waves
I'm a M-80, you little like that Kim lady
I'm buzzin', Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer
Cursin' at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer
You
I'm a M-80, you little like that Kim lady
I'm buzzin', Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer
Cursin' at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer
You
I'm a M-80, you little like that Kim lady
I'm buzzin', Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer
Cursin' at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer
You
album too, nigga
(That's what it is)
But dig this, they wanna know what we been workin' on together (yeah)
Yeah, that's that "Can't Feel My Face"
than they said I'd ever do
But by time you hear this song
Sonny, my next album will already be done
And it's-it's just kinda chilling
Last year I was, I
Tyrant tyke
Imma take the whole game out
Smk my name
Gone be worldwide
Man, this album
Gonna make your boy blow up
Escalating I am never gonna slow
More than the average bear that’ll roam around in the forest
You hit it off with Drea that jealousy was euphoric
That month I made an album and no one
hang by the backseat
I know you had boys that would chill in the backstreet
I been a dog so don't pat me
Because most the time I'm not proud
You getting
offended by this, but that's the market y'all missed
That's the target I'll hit
And that's the heart of my pitch
I wanna do this whole thing different
What
Backstreet Boys, 2Pac
And Barry White
Need a new accountant: Ben Jones
New manager: my momma
Two bodyguards in case niggas start drama
Used to ride coach, now
they go aye aye aye
Might be the best song on the album, yeah you know im gonna make more albums
No more scammer j that dude fucking sucks at making
a warrior but when It's war that boy put down his Sword
Death before dishonor
It's Nothing less and n**** it ain't Nothing more
Do dem drills on backstreets
versions
Of Tiktokers, I'm just observing
And it's disturbing
Cuz I'm guilty by more than a count
Unreleased music more than I can count
I deserve it
Cuz
[indistinguishable] ...there's always someone one million stone heavier than you... [indistinguishable]
- Here's a song which is also from the last album. It tells
my boy! free Bobby) you know that Shmigo all the way (free Rowdy) Shmigo! (Shmigo Gang)
You know what it is
Free the Shmigo gang, them my posse yeah
I'm a dad, this my life
This the type of shit I write
I was hungry in the basement, now that boy, he full of life
Smoking dope high as a kite
Only
nothing but pain
Hydrochloric acid
My dome can pour this placid
Try more than your periplasm
By lowering your lil' maxim
Remember your fucking impact
the Yellow Pages under smooth shit
'Cause Red ain't down for the bullshit
Niggas fucked up by letting me make an album
(How come, rude boy?)
To get
door, breathing off
Respirators for killing my best boy, haters
On permanent, hiatus as I skate
In the Maybach Benz, flier than Sanaa Lathan
Pumping
you go inside just to realize
Either you're weak or someone lied
See, you spend more time boasting about
What you do than you do
So by the time your
say I love more than women
Are dope writtens. If it ain't dope then don't spit it
Don't be sensitive and get on the defensive
Just practice your
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