Lyrics:
How many bodies do you got in your backyard
My flow sick I got them drinking my backwash
So they can spit like me ooh you nasty
My crew so NSYNC you
adolescente no ha avanzado mucho
Siguen adorando ver muchos gays en grupo
Antes era Locomía y despues fue NSYNC
And the New kids on the block suck a lot of dick
flex'd again
Told my bitch you can't sit around me
Go get some cash
And then you can think about sitting round me
Alright I'm surrounded by rich ass
cut my hair off and take some LSD
Disrespect Zel' and I might have to raise hell
The only way you live is if you saved by the bell
'Cause I'm
wings, you just hearing me glide (brrrr)
Don't like bitches too boujee for wings and fries
Stay by my side, we rock Louis at Uchi
Ain't talkin' bout nun,
Vibe on the beat like a nigga NSYNC
Heavyweight rap lil nigga ding, ding
Yeah, yeah lil nigga ding, ding
I don't need no hook no a nigga not Kareem
Come
these demons clouded my vision it's hard to see through
When Logic was m new father cause I had pain that he knew
Mp3's of the same beats I played at nine
I know that you miss ya mom
Been here for a minute tho
I been tryna sober up
That's too many new friends
Thirty straight days faded
I just wanna
Fuck you gon' stand next to a nigga like me that really do it
And you don't do it?
The fuck from by me, man
Hello, motherfucker, what's my name?
been flooded by
Has beens and never will be ringtone rappers
Hmm what's the deal with these ringtones
Niggas buy ringers can't pay their bill though
Thus
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
freshman year I was crackin' seals
I'm high as fuck, this shit got me outta here
This shit the real deal, uh
This shit the real deal, uh
This shit the real
on that
If Thug ain't tell him to take that deal, then he a rat (yup)
He was on Crime Stoppers before lookin' bad
He the new 6ix9ine on the 'Gram, shit
Like my brand new label
Jamming to the beat
Don't need to write it down
Saving what I got
Make a milli right now
For a verse for a line
For a rhythm by
get bombarded
Ya on target, and bombed by some unsigned artists
We leave ya hair cut like a blind barber
Cut it, and gave you a line with fine markers
I'd like to begin by saying that a lot of good things are happening, some very good negotiations just got off the phone with the secretary
Yeah, just took a new lease on an apartment
It's kinda humble, but I treat that bitch like it's my palace
Came with a vision and it's manifestin',
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
snit by snit
By meal, shout by shout
By deal, spat by spat
Shpiel by shpiel
And that, is the state of the art!
snit by snit
By meal, shout by shout
By deal, spat by spat
Shpiel by shpiel
And that, is the state of the art!
with her younger sister (they both loved each other greatly).
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Because of her new found situation, she knew she had to work, she started up her
Been tried by the fire came out pure gold
I'm on that new level
Let your light shine let your soul glow
I'm on that new level
Had to learn
Charming smile, beguiled
Invited back to the Country pile
Deals done in respectable style
In your 15 minutes of shame
Sharp suit, new recruit
You're
Uh it's too easy
I'm doin' good I don't need a deal
(Don't need a deal)
Independent livin', how do people feel?
(Well how do people feel?)
I'ma do
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