Lyrics:
niggaz head trauma
Bulletproof shield is made of gold armor
Brain surgeon is aversions my purgin' mind urban
Scientists found killed and wrapped up
got my Hennessy find ya foes
In a room full of niggas
Tryin' to hide ya hoes
I'm gettin' high off buddha cause
The times be slow i keep my mind on dough
ain't cut from no cloth
I was cooked in a broth
I'm made of groundbreaking mettle breaking metal like Toph
And I'm channeling my inner 2Pac
Rappers
a Big Ben 'larm clock
But I finally got upstairs after passing seven bears
'Twas the night I stole old Sammy Morgan's gin.
By my bedroom door
Chicks hypnotized by my 1, 2 steps
I'm way too fresh
So complex
Niggas try to predict what I'm gonna do next
Let's get the party started
Far from
buses, I wake up at night
Loved her dearly, traded in my tears for a Range Rover
Transformation, you ain't felt grief 'til you felt it sober
I wish I
some influencers on TikTok, you bitch
I made a whole ass album, I worked hard on it
Fifteen tracks, we don't last fifteen seconds
We got A.D.D. and if
it could never be the same
I got up from the table walked away
While you remained
[Chorus:Repeat x2]
wonder where my mind went, I should have made the call
I like to think I'm innocent, but then, don't we all
I got to the next location, hoping for
on a Dre track
Give every kid who got played that pumped-up feelin'
And shh to say back to the kids who played him
I ain't here to save the children
But
"All I see is blood and murder, my mind state"
"Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rate"
"All I see is blood and murder, my
Shocked, like the lightning from up above
Down from the heavens and it gave me love
From a man who respects me
Loves my mind as well as my body
No
girls, but ain't seen none like you
I got options, baby, but you're still the one I (choose)
I made up my mind, I'm gon' get it right this time
beautiful face with the puzzle piece lineup
Edge up, I done got fed up
Ate the pork chop sandwich with the tartar sauce
In the packet that I found in my
call my bluff
It's a full house, sipping on a royal flush
Two queens is on my cuffs
Good times is in the cards
Living on borrowed time
I'm paying
him finish him, roll up
When I'm, ? cinematography state of mind
My rap trip, rip, clip, say the rhyme
Shit, I spectacular run hit spit bitches
for you
Baby, that I've made plans for two
I guess I'm just a stubborn kind of fellow
Got my mind made up to love you
Ah say yeah yeah yeah, say
pimping time flash by you
Now I wonder what the judge think as he reading my priors
Prison ain't full and the reefer ain't bias
You ain't got to tell
want to be my man)
(I wish this nigga make his mind up)
Can't live my life, tell you why
(All my niggas man we gonna have be 21 bout this shit you
flags, I'm hot!
And everytime I rhyme I'm puttin' rappers in the ground
Wit' lines that got 'em hooked like dope
They gotta make up they mind, because they
with out the rough raps
Paper, I got to touch that, you want bitches, I want track
[Hook x2]
[Verse 3]
Yo, I know this ho that'll set chu' up
If I ain't got nothin'
If I ain't got nothin'
One plus one, plus one, plus one
Plus one, plus one, plus one equals two
Yeah, I'm sayin'
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
fuckin' past
I just seen you yesterday
By any means was all it ever seemed to be
This reminiscin' with my past has got me
Caught up in a daydream
Stay in
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