Lyrics:
[PART 1: BRI CRISP]
(Coughing)
Good evening, everybody.
How’s everybody doing?
(How you doin’?)
This one, uh.
This one goes out to…
A lady.
You
out they motherfucking mouth
Because they be running
I'm just gon' chill for a while
Cause they know I'm coming
I'm coming with something, looking kinda
out they motherfucking mouth
Because they be running
I'm just gon' chill for a while
Cause they know I'm coming
I'm coming with something, looking kinda
now she leaving with a grin, uh Psych I’m kidding, the literate villain killing shit
Wheeling and dealing all the winnings are looking immanent Snatch
it pass me by
Cause I know it goes fast as light
Everybody gets their own timeline so
Don't worry don't worry bout mine
Yeah this life I can't let it
Expectations
Everybody's chasing
Thinking out the box for her to notice me
Constantly thinking bout her box fuck I'm gotta do
I already wash her car and carry
a tragedy
I was exhausted from carrying in all of my bags, you see?
So, I ran me a bath
Got in and relaxed
And by 7:03,
I was knocked out asleep
Problem is
it
Baby, could you play along with me
Baby, would that be alright with you
And when we find out what's wrong with me
Could you tell me how I'm right
(3am still waiting
No text no calls we rolled out she staying)
(Second goes by
Down the road we looked up the sky she faded)
Money when we outside
Everybody goes back to what they know, yeah
I can't blame her
She was insecure so I dealt with all the pain, yeah
Praying I never settle again, but that's
a call)
She gave me a call said you by yourself (Uhh)
I'm in a two seater wit nobody else (Yeah yeah)
I been on my own cause everybody left (Uhh)
And to me
Despite not having looked at them once
"You know we are born
With those vile characteristics
The desire to create, to express"
She spit's the words out
the fuck up, the kid is out with the loot sack
Got a big trey pound, itching just to swoop back
Timb is on the roof with the twelve gauge rifle
Scope is
stopped seeking my
Favorite crowd
Despite my youth being filled
With doubt
Speaking my own truth, the only
Way out
Breaking this cycle that's, what
out
Taking pictures, I got everybody with me
Take a picture I got everybody with me
Nigga take yo bitch and she fuck everybody with me
Lil nigga
mess up they gone kill me
She is everybody's baby, if I mess up they gone kill me
Beautiful blooms, rooms filled with different scenarios
So many doors I
She's new to Southern Soul
She goes by the name of Shugga
She goes by the name of Shugga
Shugga, baby
I'm feelin' the vibe
Let's get it
I'm, I'm, I'm,
a mark
I bet you get your ass kicked hanging at the park, bitch!
You'd better watch your back
Before you get jacked by a nigga with a gat
Cause Life is
chokin', how? Everybody's jokin' now
The clocks run out, times up, over, blaow
Snap back to reality, ope there goes gravity
Ope, there goes Rabbit, he
chokin', how? Everybody's jokin' now
The clocks run out, times up, over, blaow
Snap back to reality, ope there goes gravity
Ope, there goes Rabbit, he
nothing back
Ow, she's a brick house
Well put-together, everybody knows
This is how the story goes
She knows she got everything
That a woman needs
and bones like useless stems and seeds
And then she rolls him in a Zig Zag and lights him like a roach.
And the fastest man with the fastest hands goes up
I went out on the town with a friend last weekend.
His ex girlfriend's friend was there alone.
She bought a couple rounds and I got the feeling, she
to find out the master's name.
Down at the end, round by the corner.
Close to the edge, just by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
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