Lyrics:
and her
We as one and she is done
Battle rap me three to one
Freedom after, kingdom come
Triple hundred K in my duffle
Give a hundred K to my muscle
to have a little poise
You should be worryin' about ya wife
'Cause she look like a
12-year-old little boy
Before y'all started smokin' crack
Ya life was
acting mad cool
Used to act a goddamn fool
Like there ain't no future in this rap shit
Now she begging for backstage
Passes to Summer Jam i laugh
People in
Let us jealousy, I don't entertain it
I got a cave bitch, she's a cheerleader
I split a 12 with her, she licked this here penis
Snatched her from
already know the remainin
Let us jealousy, I don't entertain it (nope)
I got a cave bitch (white girl), she's a cheerleader (pom pom)
I split a 12 with
already know the remainin
Let us jealousy, I don't entertain it (nope)
I got a cave bitch (white girl), she's a cheerleader (pom pom)
I split a 12 with
winning?
She's winning!
So these other bitches that only
Did rap and now
They're washed, and they're living
In, you know
Low income housing - is that
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
out cap
ain't that strange
I ain't copping two 11's skip to 13
Fuck 12 10-7 38 too clean
45 by my side 22 by my shoe
911 straight shots no hoops
I
Yo Jeff whats shakin' man
Whats up dude
Ay man remember that girl you know when I was walking to school
She used to diss me everyday (yeah)
Man
fill the first time
Oh I get it, trying to charm us with a third time
But Shangri-La awaited by that water tower
Cycle Power tripping on this course for
Yo Jeff what's shakin' man
Whats up dude
Ay man remember that girl you know when I was walking to school
She used to diss me everyday (yeah)
Man
What the deal Nasa? Touching yourself
Uh, 1-2, what
Def Jukies, stabbing bitches in the nookie like, what
Don't make me bite ya face (come on)
'Cuz
with the flyest mami on 25th street
Watch how honey in the Lex do it
I'm in the 6V with the 12 next to it
You wanna stick me? Then put ya best
(Guys this orange, is ginamenerosorous, whatever you-)
Uh
Feeling like an idol
No Abel
No wheelchairs
Not disabled
Broke my leg
Once I was 12
(Walked
with the flyest mami on 25th street
Watch how honey in the Lex do it
I'm in the 6V with the 12 next to it
You wanna stick me? Then put ya best
brodie a play if he don't got a lot
The men gotta eat, so we bustin' them juggs
Get in the room with 12, I'm giving 'em shrugs
Can't speak what I know,
Call me Blade 2 with the shades dude
Looking dangerous by the payphone in the Matrix
Ate the red pill and the blue pill at the same time
In a strange
hoe
She think I'll put her before me then that bitch gotta go
I do this shit for me I do it for myself
I do this shit for me I do it for myself
I do
she know sum things about me Ian never tell
You can’t say nothing strange about me I swear that shit ain’t real
You can’t say nothing lame about me I
across death
She grabbed me by the hand and the out the BLUE my wings grew
Trees grow where the flesh rests
The twisted mind of ESAI
12/20 Agam Niru, this
Rhymes brolic I send rappers to college principal I live by is remain solid
You can find me in the south eating collards
If she down I ain't turning
disparais comme Howard Hughes
1-2, 1-2, devra-t-il payer pour l'exemple
Sacrifier sur un hôtel public la sueur de tout un peuple trempe
Aussi vain que de
day?
Yeah
When the record came out she
Called me two days ago, man
Man, my phone is ringin off the hook
With people askin me for
Tapes and free
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