Lyrics:
don't know why
God I wish I could fucking cry fuck
Wish I could change the past
If I'm really kinda being brash
I've been backstabbed
By lovers and loved
existencia
Hold up
Buscando en las drogas las Respuestas que no me da la Ciencia
Y buscando en mi Espiritualidad las que no me da La iglesia
Yo se que no
TeoCream and D'Jazzo
Check me out, what?
Check me out, what?
Killuminati through my mind
Soul and my body
Secret society
Trying to keep your eye
party
It's not a game, it's not a joke
Jésus Cristo, por ti murió
O my Lord, tu eres amor
Tuya es la glory y todo honor
Oye mi hermano, you're not alone
de hablar de mi, de mi
Stop it !
Stop talking about me about me
I get why they talking
You know I’m the hottest walking
I see why they stalking
the first and not the last
Every high got its lows
Every low worth a blow
But why so quick to fill your cup?
Why get a kick out of lust? (fuck)
And think you
why I'm hot (hot) (woo)
This is why, this is why
This is why I'm hot (hot)
I'm hot 'cause I'm fly (fly)
You ain't 'cause you not (not)
This is why
why I'm hot (hot) (woo)
This is why, this is why
This is why I'm hot (hot)
I'm hot 'cause I'm fly (fly)
You ain't 'cause you not (not)
This is why
told yall I'm an anomaly commonly misconstrued by commoners/
Sublime jewels i deposited//
in slang at times not monitored But treasured months later
Steve: ...anyways, he did not deserve to get a bollocking... ...the time, I know why he got a bollocking, because you, you know, you dunno what
The halls were filled with publicists and
Escorts who had to pretend not
To be dazzled by those
They were escorting minaj
Had walked in a few minutes before
my mission is to chill
I'n'i think 'bout the vibes and not about the dollar bill
I been busy on my rhymes, put some on a layaway
What makes me happy
So watch us turn this place into a sanctuary
Hands hands hands
Let me see them hands hands hands
Let me see them hands hands hands
Let me see them
hermanos
fiesta con latinoamericanos
la iglesia subiendo, me gusta
rapero, pastor, cristiano señor yo soy Mr. Mendoza
v2
yea on ten
ve y dile a mi madre
You must explain why this must be
Did you lie when you spoke to me?
Did you stand by me?
No, not at all
Now I got a job
But it don't pay
I
You must explain why this must be
Did you lie when you spoke to me?
Did you stand by me?
No, not at all
Now I got a job
But it don't pay
I
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
enemigo está acechándome
Incitándome para que meta la pata y termine ponchándome
Cuando salgo de la iglesia me siento mejor
Pero que me aleje de lo malo por
bruh
Ayy, ya'll at my show, when
I say these names, ya'll better scream for
Me i don't give a fuck if
You know the names or not
Google them they will
condena
madres sudando para que a sus hijos no falte
el almuerzo o la cena
Anciano sentado pidiendo limosna
detrás de la iglesia
mi gente sigue luchando
y
phone
She know all my bro’s got hookers on me
It’s Brooklyn for life
I’m Set for the flight
Gotta book it by 3
I told you this once
I’m Here for
Watch me appear on the field, my mission is to chill
I'n'i think 'bout the vibes and about the dollar bill
Been busy on my rhymes, put some
a flake like corn, and I was born not to understand
By letting her pass I proved to be a better man
She keeps on passing me by (passing me by)
She
a flake like corn, and I was born not to understand
By letting her pass I proved to be a better man
She keeps on passing me by (passing me by)
She
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