Lyrics:
to technology
But what the heck is all of these buttons?
You expect me to sit here and learn that?
F- I gotta do to hear this new song from Luda?
Be an expert
subdivision to fuck with, bitch
Quit snapping fucking pictures of my kids
I love my city, but you push me to the limit, what a pity
The shit I complain about
Details of what they do with them i
Think it's terrible when anyone dies
Especially
If it is someone you know and love but what
Is more offensive is that
Ursula, where you at?
Aiyyo Dan, where you at?
Yo, nobody in here but me and Taj
July 23rd, watch me do it
Now, I flips like a stack
white T
Fabo off the beans you can do it like me
The Glock A Town stomp on the beat
I A Town stomp on a key
Real magician turn one to a three
If you ever
to the same block that we came from, on a rampage
Too crazy for me to flip
What's makin' you think I need a switch? 'Cause I'm Adrian Peterson
When he's
[Chorus]
You know what this is
Yeah kid, give up your riches
Vicious, visions is not for motion pictures
Unstoppable, rollin' witcha sickest clique
Flip funk in the UK pass the ill fill
And I can feel all the Flava
Kicking from the UA- US neighbour
Kick all the Flava
Do the Mack do, what you
I keep it real pack steel like my man Y.G
When a fool try to play me wet 'em up then I'm Swayze
You must be crazy kid
Man I never did forever wildin'
getting sticks to steal my glow
Sickest kid on a verse one man show
I be like a one man army
Y'all can't harm me
Get your whole crew if you want
and hand,
But I carry out orders from no man,
'Cause anything you want to do, I already did.
You used to see me rock the house when you was a kid,
But
and my plug connect like a Cord
You got some to say look me in My eye
They do what I say let me tell You why
They do what I say cause they Just want
You and me forever together, can do whatever what's better than a couple that set their mind to,
Every mission they set out to achieve, hope
on a solo
Props for killin cops I'm hellbound
I'm on a motherfuckin mission, I'm goin at it
You want a freestyle kid I'm wilder than the penile
Back up
but I ain't like you
You think about biting me, that you might do
The shit I write to, bring in a check, I'm like Caillou
The sickest kid, split
regrets, no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do
the one who expose cornball rappers with the quickness
Uhh who bum from and who balls you hung from
Wouldn't give a fuck what part of the country you
pockets and hand
But I carry out orders from no man
'Cause anything you wanna do I already did
You used to see me rock the house when you was a kid
But in
pockets and hand
But I carry out orders from no man
'Cause anything you wanna do I already did
You used to see me rock the house when you was a kid
But in
you're pregnant? What the fuck?
You weren't even gonna tell me, I mean what the fuck?
What do you want from us?
Nah, you ain't in love, you just wanna
positive, negative, what they givin' me
How you don't understand, I'm unequivocally
I come in shalom and humility
Exposing the folly and the stupidity
You
Override the system, drugs with some sick kids
You know what we on, we tryna make the fucking hit list
Write a couple songs and live forever in your
shoulda just let me have you
I could've made you so happy
But I don't do second chances
Everything, man what happened?
Forever I wish you happiness
When I make an impact, you mime.
Squeezing your face, lick lime.
Nigga from a broke line, no dime (ayy)
Why you spitting little kids rhyme?
When I'm
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