Lyrics:
a keeper
(I know you think, you all that I need)
I don't need ya
You really nothin' more than an attention seeker
Pill bottle rattles inside my pocket, I
bottles
Yеllow bitches, all of em swallow
H town, nigga 305
I can move them packs, each and every night
All-red plaid shirt, skinny ass jeans on
Them goons
at the world every verse
I gotta body shit
I tell the whole story nothin' but truth
They seen the navy blue choking
On things of two
'Cause you're alright with
(Think we found a loophole)
Light up the sky when we fuckin', I put it down, girl, that's nothin'
Know you a freak, you gon' blow me like
unloving homes, I said
Why even bother and pick up the bottle
Mr. Bus Driver please let these people on
Rude girl Carol was a mini-skirt girl
My blurry
(Wheezy outta here)
I'm ballin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ballin' like LeBron's son
Heartless, don't you start nothin'
Oh, baby, just install this
is coming, so you better get on your knees
Today, bottle rockets are two for one but salvation's free
He said, "I quit my job at a big church where
the bottles imma pop it
Living in this life yeah you know it's a miracle
Acting like she different but i know that she typical
Hoe drank some henny now she
(somethin')
So many things that I'm afraid of (afraid of)
But right now I ain't scared of nothin'
('Cause all I know is)
(All I know is, all I, all I)
'Cause
(somethin')
So many things that I'm afraid of (afraid of)
But right now I ain't scared of nothin'
('Cause all I know is)
(All I know is, all I, all I)
'Cause
(Somethin')
So many things that I'm afraid of (I'm afraid of)
But right now, I ain't scared of nothin'
('Cause all I know it's, 'cause all I know it's, all I,
thirty-three a week
And my hoes hardly speak - they smoke while they ride
Just, blowin the driver, when I'm one car behind ya
(Nuttin but some gangsters)
will ever know
Uh, but here goes nothin'
When I'm alone in my room, sometimes I stare at the wall
Automatic weapons on the floor, but who can you
the giant, fee fii foe fum'in
Know a lot of people, but I don't know who done it
They ask me "Who done it ?"
My shoulders be shruggin, I don't know nothin
I
your territory in a blaze of glory
A soldier story, livin' off nothin' but instinct
Bitch niggas continue to floss and lip-sync
And I'ma just continue
rockets
Guns on me I ain't leaving without
Gud gas ion got nothin but exotic
Money on me coming outta the pocket
Vvs trying to look at the diamonds
Yea you
god before they disrespect the law
But yo I gots ta diss 'em
Cause I refuse to be mislead by this ungodly system
Mister president I beatin' on yo
buy it
Nigga, my bitch do it for me, I'm not lyin'
These niggas is full of nothin' but cap
We ain't miss, but bitch, we spinnin' back
We hit them niggas
Riding the night
Searching for peace
The streets glisten with doubt and defeat
A lonely driver, a failed brother
Two fates, tainted by mistakes
the bottle to the bottom stool by stool
Learnin' hard to live with losin' you
You wonder if I'm better off
With freedom now to do the things I choose
With
money,
I got shooters and a pocket rocket on me,
But we just came to party party party,
Yeah we just came to party party party,
Yeah we just came to party
unloving homes, I said
Why even bother and pick up the bottle
Mr. Bus Driver please let these people on
Rude girl Carol was a mini-skirt girl
My blurry
on the side, yuh
Quick reminder, so I don't lose it when inside yuh
That inner driver
So hypnotizing
I'm fired up, like a light_ah
That water fine_ah
Enticing
Came up from nothin but anger and the two I use to fear
When I battled wit my thoughts abt this suicide
That's when I knew it was do or die
I don't fear
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