Lyrics:
you fucked up my mojo, with them joe joe bitches
Yea they can leave, you can go home wit em
I just told them hop off my dick, yo cool off me
We-we just
now, I go no time for no waiting game
I'll do this by myself, if my niggas don't hold me up then Just fuck it, I'll buy a belt, everything heartfelt
Got
up shop and try to move somethin
And I'm talkin about kilo's and pounds
Fuck a desert eagle
I got shit that spit over 300 rounds
Can tell by
they purged the critics
Red hat rapper counter culture
I’m a urban menace
Wear your mask when your waiter
Comes to serve your dishes
Joe Biden touches
Xmas at home
I know this sound crazy
But you're still my baby
You'll always be my baby
You don't understand me
I can't go, I can't leave
I always
No matter what I do
No matter where I go
I'll be thinking of you
(Repeat)
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your fucking chin
Slaying boom-bangs like African drums (he'll be)
Coming around the mountain when I come
Crazy flamboyant for the rap enjoyment
My
your fucking chin
Slaying boom-bangs like African drums (he'll be)
Coming around the mountain when I come
Crazy flamboyant for the rap enjoyment
My
chillin', loungin' at the crib, check it out now)
The, the mic is open, yo
For the Stretch Armstrong show, hosted by Bobbito
How should I start this?
matter, 'cause I'm feeling fine
I'm thinking life's too short, it's passing by
So if I'm gonna go at all
Go big or go
(Go! Go!)
Go big or go home
(Go
can you say I'm crazy"
They say they're gonna fix my brain
Alleviate my suffering and my pain
But by the time they fix my head
Mentally, I'll be
Should I just keep on chasing pavements?
Should I just keep on chasing pavements?
You know, it's crazy, man
I never thought music could have
Got us this
Damn... damn...
Damn I messed up
Really really really messed up
No, I wanna come home
I promise, I promise please to do right by you.
Let me open
can’t stay
Although I want to
There’s expectations sending me messages saying not to
You’ve got to go away
I guess I got to
But home is not exactly
dumbass people
Running for president
Donald Trump, Joe Biden, one is disorient
And one’s a racist bitch come on country
One day we will become irrelevant
We
creep
I'm with a sneaky link side piece
Prefer when they hide me
I sleep alone on the reg but tonight
You should come lay beside me
Whatta shame (oh)
I
the time
I just blushed and wrote my little rhymes
In back of the classroom, should've been paying attention
Hated school from day zero never pretended
What should I do I'm just a little baby
What if the lights go out
And maybe I just hate to be all alone outside the door he followed me home
So
Just to see me on the stage going crazy
Aye see me going crazy going gone 80
Hoe on my phone when you coming home baby
Slice on the move I'm smooth I
I've been geeked up and I've been taking molly
In Tennessee so much I think I feel like Miley
I'd go the extra mile just to see you smiling
I got
Im inspired, by the Carter 5
FludGang
Yeah
I'm the one that you should bet on
Number 1, you number 2 cause nigga you been lead on
Pulling out
but I ain't where I should
The struggle makes the success taste so good
Bitter with the sweet in the streets where I'm left at
You know my come back
Give it my best i wonder if im good enough
Should i stay should i go i dont know
She used to live with momma at the age 13
Had alot of scars by
should come to my hood, my hood, my hood
Meet me at Morley's, best fried chicken is in South
I'll show you gangsters, don't you go running your mouth
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