Lyrics:
I asked her who she wanted to be , she looked back and she said
RICK OWENS
She asked me who i wanted to be , i looked back and i said
RICK OWENS
told I got the flow
Before you even try to diss me
Let's get something clear
There ain't no fear between you
And me or the atmosphere
Hail to the queen
property
When I dropped out of school, even close friends was callin me up tellin me to to think logically
I gotta get my head right and start movin properly
can have it
When the person you're suppose
To be trusting
Started shedding skin
That's a million worth of agony
And It don't go away
You gotta live with
Without me
What's funny I'm already leagues ahead
I go by the creed
Luck is prep and opportunity
Noticed the people looking at me tend to misread
My
break
Let me get a praise break
Praise break
Let me get a praise break (Look)
You say that you keep it 100
But all that you do with your mouth is just
the sun, I'm tryna get them one by one
Bitch, I ain't never spend a buck, but like a tornado, I definitely spawn
I ain't aiming at no houses, bitch, I'm
find me
Where the couch is
I climb the mountain
Oops no I’m moving mountains
Bet on myself
When everyone’s doubting
Whatever is mine
Not leaving without
camera, that shit be throwin' me off
You ready?
Start it off
(You go)
You ain't gotta leave out, it's just I know I'm on film ya heard me?
So it fuck
blowin' up the world, I gotta get mines, I gotta get mines.
I gotsta get mines, yeah
I got put on by DJ Polo, cut the record, "It's a Demo,"
And started
Down in this spot we gotta get through, got me all up in my bag
It's like they try to keep us out because of shit we never had
It's no regard for all
Bro what's poppin'
It's 'bout time real shy town niggas link up
Without no further a due
I give you
Yung Berg and Twista let's get it in
Aye
Thirty bands on every phone (Yeah) , on the
Fuck do I look like I get it along
(Blatt-blatt-blatt) , I got all the cheese
Fuck do I look like I do it wrong
orange
It's morning so eat your porridge
Pour the juice
How about some orange
Come with me as we
Go back to raps origins
Like the Wu poor the Tang
Get
wanted to spend
I'm buyin' VVS diamonds for all of my kin
She wanna take me to the room, get out all of her sense
It's no adoption, shawty, you can take
without making a sound at one hundred miles per hour,
except for maybe a hiss but that's it,
the buck 65 covers more ground than forests,
the only
aim's sprayin', I get mine that's why you stay waitin'
And vacatin', whether you know it or not, I'ma blow up the spot
If you owe me a lot, I'ma show up
it's best to lie
Sitting waiting for the day that my soul will die
Can never get a break even though I'm told to try
Frightened by the thought that'll
by the reaction
Above the caption
Shit was super lit
Without the pics
It didn't happen
If they close the club
We at the house
Don't wanna start a riot
exhaust me from living life without order
Tear drops flood thе room
Came with problems out the womb
Show mе love shout out to you
We conquer we ain't about
passions
It's like life is just stuck in this boring ass little loop
Where you can't piss nobody off, or else you gonna get screwed
Always gotta play by
They Telly pieces
Wearin' my fuckin' dick around they
Neck like Kelly leashes
My boys and me is poison
We don't get along equal
Fight each other like
high let's get drunk
Let's get fucked up
Pumpin highlanders in the trunk
Let's get fucked up
[BAKARII:]
Nigga, This is Kansas City
You got me fucked up
and demandin'
From the get-go got the ghetto get a medal cause it's standin'
I'm makin' a buck, they takin' a buck, the tax that attacks the world
A system
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