Martin By:tru_skills_

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I'm waiting on my martin
Hoe I'm gina
A big head
Big legs
But I'm living single
And all you niggas Santa
Fake as Chris Cringle
Hey yo your bitch staring me down
She wanna mingle 
I'm in the booth with a beat 
And yea we going at it
A New Orleans hard head
Bitch I been a savage
My offspring throwed off
They above average
A nigga said he put me on
Bitch I always had it
It ain't a mother fucking thing
I'm finna ask for
My thoughts flying coming through 
Just like a Nascar
We probably coming raid yo spot
That's what these mask for
Yo cheap ass blowing on that reggie
Where that gas bruh
These bullets quick as Jackie Chan
They coming fast bruh
Don't act a rectum 
Make me put you on your ass bruh
I'm a donkey when it comes down to that cash bruh
I'm from the home of cash money
Where them fast bucks

You not my mother fucking type
You a groupie nigga
Not a Mickey or a Donald
You a goofy nigga 
Every time I'm showing up
And that's my proof to niggas
Tru skills beat demons 
Through the roof with this one

You not my mother fucking type
You a groupie nigga
Not a Mickey or a Donald
You a goofy nigga
Every time I'm showing up
And that's my proof to niggas
Tru skills beat demons
Through the roof with this one

I pray to go
So far away from here
Where I never see the hood
Or I ever see my peers
Just to be honest
My life beens fucked up for some years
All they wanna do is use me
That shit had me deep in tears
So I focused on myself
Writing these rhymes
And paying my bills
Maybe I'm just all in my feelings
I don't like to have these feels
So I bottle my emotions
I'm a gangsta with a grill
Not a part of the navy
But they search for my seal
Of approval I influence
Ion really want to do it
But ill do em  
School is out
I'm finna school em
I'm your teacher 
Homeroom 
You need a tutor

You not my mother fucking type
You a groupie nigga
Not a Mickey or a Donald
You a goofy nigga
Every time I'm showing up
And that's my proof to niggas
Tru skills beat demons
Through the roof with this one

You not my mother fucking type
You a groupie nigga
Not a Mickey or a Donald
You a goofy nigga
Every time I'm showing up
And that's my proof to niggas
Tru skills beat demons
Through the roof with this one

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