Lyrics:
with my niggas they critics
They just waiting on bread
Asking when you rise up
Tick tick
About time
Forget that
I'm refining my rhymes
Tryna get y'all
at you
I always wanted to ask you about a certain situa- about a metaphor actually
Uh, you spoke on the ground
What you mean by that, what the ground
on him, he dead, they on your ass, youngin
I know you heard about your last cousin, he trap, we get him whacked hustlin'
This bitch just want her back
The night was filled with sweet surrender
I had a million things to say
We shared the moon in all it's splender
You pressed your lips to mine,
ain't a damn thing changed
How high? So high that I can kiss the sky
How sick? So sick that you can suck my dick
'Til my man Raider Ruckus come home
on myself here in this rap business
I see the days that I learned my lesson
No turning back, now I turn to Smith and Wesson
Polluted by lust, in God I trust
you selfish brat
I can't believe you had me strung out over you like that
One minute you're sweet the next minute you're sour
I taste the envious
Yeah, bitch, you already know what the fuck is going on
I think about money every day, cause money my agenda
I'm worried bout some future commas, I
How can I forget you now?
I could never shake you off
I will remember the sweet memories
I will think of you, everyday
But I'm moving on, making new
the flashing
Four ceiling tiles
Two beads of sweat
Trauma's funny like that
The details it lets you remember in the main event it forces you to forget
I started
Same thing wen Dey sweet a goat naim Dey kill a goat
How wish I know
How wish I know oh
If you nur go you nur go know
Same thing wen Dey sweet a goat
sweet tea
I'm a good old southern boy to a T
But I ain't got a racist bone in me
I'm a hillbilly gangster hippie if you please
A jacked up truck tie died
forget some things we said
And what we did
When I think about the way it was back then
I remember the music
That song plays in my mind
Like a sweet
I run laps
Life’s bitter sweet, but I’d run it back
I remember my first pound
Cherry pie in that turkey bag
Broke it down, all by the ounce
Made
in the drive through
She's saying boy, I bet you don't even remember me, I'm thinking
Who in the hell can forget about you?
She said, she came
Breath smelling like straight swisher sweets and liquor
If I died last night you coulda blamed it on the liquor
Middle finger out the window weaving when
First things first, I'm Sunny
Freaks all the honeys, get money
Your girl, I slay her, you're looking like a dummy
That's the life, let your man keep
to love again
It would be the same void as before you ever truly loved in the first place
I understand
Sweet Procrastination
We got to fight it off
Sweet
I'll be there beside you through nightmares and screams
Together we'll conquer the world
Good night sweet baby sweet dreams
Dream about waterfalls,
Smith
Finally overseas, I sneak in the mattress
Ain't nothin' like a sweet club freak with an accent
We out gettin' bent makin' dollar amounts
So if you
Nate Toxic Fana
In the wild, I'm the lion you the lioness
Still, remember how you stole my heart and I don't want it back
Need you close to my heart
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
back
Don't forget about the ones who kept it real wit cha
I remember all the times you ain't call me back
So don't you forget all of the things that I
Girl taste good like carvelle ice cream
A few tattoo's on her butter soft skin
I gave my support when she had that abortion
Remember I could make you
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