Lyrics:
on me
Trap stuffed full of rap songs
If anything call me
He aint say anything to pauly
I stopped by but brobro still salty
You cant fkn stall me
I come
Purple jeans like my momma
Sipping activist
Even if Rihanna was my bitch
I'm still on savage shit
Ex trying to factor a nigga out
Like a panelist
You Left A Riddle By The Phone For Me To Work Out On My Own
But I Couldn't Break It It Just Kept On Draging Me Down
So We Just Kind Of Fell Out
Obama
Thinking why is life filled with so much drama
Everybody needs to chill and just blow some Schama
R-E-I-G-N or Ryan
My party live heating like
It's a trial and error process, Ryan
Gabe, Gabe, Gabe the Babe, c'mon, don't- don't do that
(Yeeoh)
Wait
(Yah)
Wait, sh- should I go H.A.M?
Yeah,
with a Dick
Try to pimp me but too quick With the wits
Ryan he slow but me I'm legit
I'm from another surface
Don't wanna know my purpose
You hurt
Deluca said where did this come about?
And Sheila said we're passing by right now.
My God the van's still there let's go and get the numbers down.
They
taking tests
Need to smoke still happen to be high
She might be good another one to come alive
Her and friends on us like the FBI
In Bel Air but still keep
a bad way. It's sad to say, but I'm really bothered by it
Still to this day. I feel guilt and feel pain
I feel I could've prevented it in a million ways
remember to still clap if I lose
I see myself up on the screen
Split into five different artists on TV
And just look normal, don't get turned into a meme
Writing rhymes at night in the house by myself
I open mailboxes, all I see was more bills
Gettin' cold chicken, walkin' down Ryan's hills
Askin' moms for 50
Fuck the baddest bitch, make 'em tap out
Woke up in the spot, two hundred racks out
Still got millions in the trap house (stash house)
Mix
money but still hungry
True story, once threw a nigga from a two storey
Asked for my paper, said, "There's nothin' he can do for me"
That's like takin'
(Hello?)
Is this 418-9749?
(Speaking.)
Sarah?
(Yeah.)
Sarah Jackman, Sarah Jackman,
How's by you? How's by you?
How's by you the family? How's your
What's happenin' all over?
I'll tell ya what's happenin' all over.
Guy sittin' home by a television set
Who once used to be something of a rover.
Benihana (Benihana)
Fly to Abu Dhabi, spend a hundred (spend a hundred)
Shittin' like a potty, I ain't goin' under (I ain't goin' under)
Protected by
nightfall
Let it marinate, Nathan's guaranteed to buy a bible
Promise you that your kids needs some water
At least a carbohydrate and a swab of cotton
games
Te amo yeah manton can say that
But I love you that's a different story
Not going to lie
I hope you get knocked down by a lorry
Every boy in England
Time flies by
No one else so nigh
I'm just happy that you are here with me
It's an endless pain
This is my daily stay
There's no way to get out
This
you, love
Woah
This that gotchu on my mind I want you every day day
Life get hard and love go by jus prayin that you stay stay
lately love so hard
Father to his creation
Uh
Armor bearer eating at the kings table saying amen praise him
Hmm
My dogs see I'm on fire for the Lord and they ain't with nathan
barbecue, for real (real)
All these days already gone by (gone by)
Man, I ain't seen your ass in a long time
Put a little gin in the punch (punch)
Grandma
cartoons
Flesh cartoons
Life is easy
Life goes by
Linda Ryan
She's still up there in the sky
Thank you, Linda
She doesn't age
Despite the weather
Have I ever thought of quitting?
Sure
Am I ever gonna quit?
Hell naw
I'm still here
I'm still at it
Let's go
To anybody that's on the road now
Pedal
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