Lyrics:
my attention-
Span, it's gonna suck your shit
It's that kitchen fan
It splattered on me like my dick in my hand
What? I'm still fucking off, not
Savant, I know the game
Yo we straight up burn it down in the rain and we take what we claim
Now that we on the road
I hope my horns never show
We throwing
the sheets, break it down, that's a super reak
Yo, I'm a DJ and I drive a Subaru. Fuck with me, you know I'm gonna fuck with you too
Mess with the schlump, you
children
I know yo momma track yo
Phone like it's prolly missin'
I know you just do it for likes on Vine
You hardly mention
The fact that you got a curfew
like you don't got a bunch of niggas in yo phone
Telling me you don't when I can tell just by yo tone
Why you make shit weird when it ain't shit you
prospered in his time
Well he may and he may decline
Did it matter, does it now?
Stephen would answer if he only knew how
Wishing well with a golden bell
hands picked the wicked option
you can turn back to face what's left behind
but I can see that you won't be denied
come on and lay it all out on the line
strokes at
Rocky Vegas representa, where most of my folk at
D-Town, thats my home, its my city
you agree then back me like NY does wit 50
Lemme work
blinded by the wool you pulled over my eyes
But from the start, I should've trust myself
I thought that I had to stay but that was not my choice, it was
I'm not your personal whore, that's not what I'm here for
And nothing good gonna come to ya til you do right by me
Brother you wait and see (Who you
like it then leave me
Don’t be treating me differently I’m seeing the change
Pointing but don’t have the range
So what does that mean
Everyones
what this shit all about
I done made a way
When they said that we couldn't
Make it out
It's another day another dollar
Discussion wit a chiropractor
tree by my knees
Sunshine through the shade
Nobody knows what it's all about
It's too much man - let it all hang out
Saw a man walking upside down
act like you is
What it do? What it does?
What it ain't? What it is?
It be Zay, from The Miz
In the paint, with the kin
I'm a G to the core, can't
Hopin' that it don't get shut
By these police makin' raids on those of us who know what's up
My lil' uzi weighs a ton, man, I truly ain't the one
My
ready for whatever they not
Couldn’t imagine as big as it got
I see the reactions
I hear the response
So little time
But look what I done
All by my lone
is this guy? Why is he buying up all this ad space, and nobody hear or see what he does?
cnd the reason is, I want you to click that following, I want
Drake:
Who's that peeking in my window?
Uh, you should let some more skin show
And if one of these websites git the info, info
We can work it out, no
halo
Go down and bless me like an angel
I know I got them goodies that he prayed for
Say you love it
Told you what I wanted
It's way he does it
It's bout
Hey!
Hey!
What's this tontería that I'm seeing on the street?
I never thought I'd see the day
Since when are Latin people scared of heat?
When I
but I do (I do)
To keep it brief, I'm a poet like Haiku
Tryna make you my boo (Oh woah)
I can see you got yo eyes on me
That means the pressure was
being you and staying by my side
I can't lie I love the way that ride
Yes you love it when I kissing and rubin' on yo thigh
Let's have a baby going crazy
unity, it's really never enough
People in the community don't band together enough
We all aware that it sucks, the hood resembles a pigsty
Even your
Well well
Yo, hey love
Yo, hey baby I like you
Why'd I even try to fight you
I could see it that you want me, babe
What's good
Yo, hey baby I miss
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