Lyrics:
I might as well go deeper
I found an empty cardboard box and placed it gently on a sleeper
I'm still not sure if it did it or the driver saw us bolt
the same about him
Y'all had some time to sink in
Hey Zach, this song is too long
If you don't like it, hit skip
And go put on some other playlist made by
Like where was support and the gratitude
You never helped me now wanna eat
Like hand me a fork and a platter, too
Go fuck and abort all that attitude
White paid his dues
Ask who's the raw, bet they say Poppa very
Look forward to me like commissary
All of a sudden, now every-body Big Willie
Done did
White paid his dues
Ask who's the raw, bet they say Poppa very
Look forward to me like commissary
All of a sudden, now every-body Big Willie
Done did
Addicted to the supply, happy buyer
All provided by you (Yeah)
I know we had our fair share of heart breaks
And we've been scared of love, feeling hopeless
hated on! I don't know where to go from here.
I just sit here staring into the mirror in dispare.
I said, "I'm hated on". never know where this is gonna
There's something in the air
That's telling me this could go wrong
But I chose to be in this story
With you who broke me again
After all the love I did for
part of my life.
(Ohhh I I miss you)
Oh where did the time go?
I don't even know.
These seconds, minutes, hours, keep me away from her.
(GOTTA GET BACK
leave by my side lets creep from the back
Bloody Mary, bloody Mary, bloody Mary
Where the fuck is you at?
Lets go on a trip, create a new pack
Ya' deads
belonged where the bench is
Forget hugging fences
Picked a side time to get it
Don't get sick riches
By having well wishes
Look about time that I hold court
waiting to go break free
Why? did you not comply
Did you wanna die now they call you crazy
Fine you don't seem to mind
Don't believe the signs
Praying for
"It's after hours at that glamorous blind spot
Where they're taking it easy, swapping personal experiences
Let's listen in America Today"
Life
your kitchen
You wouldn't last a minute where I'm from, you'd go missing
So appreciate what you've got 'cause with that I'm still wishing
I've never had
and go through the whole spiel
Of how I'm, how I'm cold steel like a old cold snowmobile
And no feeling, it's so jovial
But don't be one of those who
seem bugged
MC's is high on they supply, sounds like they takin' drugs
Y'all trippin' like mescaline and killin' the feeling like penicillin
Switchin'
they money hope that they get ready to lose that
Got supplies changing the vibes
They air bnb getting treeshy huh
She say she love me need me
go without my weapon
Single mother who ain't give up & did it all by her lonely
Watching her starve to stack it up probably what made me so hungry
undressing
A woman who named Andrea her husband who go by Derek or Derryl
I cant remember
This shit happened in December or somewhere ‘round in the Winter
it
I know y’all be snoring
You be sleeping on me but I always be scorin’
Yeah your girl you know that she always be calling
I’m feeling like roddy like
Portable
Merry-go-round
To make money
And later on
My grandpa
Sold cleaning supplies
Door to door
And my grandma
Ran the kitchen
At an old age home
And she
if not, where the hell did it go?
'Cause here I sit in Lucifer's den by the dutch oven just choosing to sin
Even if it means I'm selling my soul,
did dirt the shit had hurt when I was splurging with the team
I'm in a vert
I be hanging out
Flirting with the V's
I drive by
Air it out but that's
I was feeling needy but I’m over it
Got a lot of bags can you shoulder it
Home alone
Waiting by the phone
Baby, where’d you go
Said that you’ll be
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