Lyrics:
Niggas askin' me how tour was
Knowin' I been home like two months
And I seen your ass like two times
They just small-talk like too damn no time, social
a jog,
You seem to be just like Pharell Williams sneaking up on Snoop Doggy Dogg.
INF3.
Hey bro, what did I ever do to upset you am I by all means
lo' and behold
While you waitin' for the poetical Satan
Creatin' slaughters
Runnin' thru camps like Walter Payton
I snatch ya breath
And bust 'til
Castile
Walter Scott
Sandra to you
Tamir Rice
Freddie Gray
Ahmaud Arbery to you
I know I’m just a negro to you
AmeriKKKa home of the slave
Freedom to who
observer.
How much longer can people afford to just sit by like this?
All the indications are there.
Massive unemployment,
Recession, depression.
But
weed just by the G
Left that bitch up to the streets
Keep that mask just like I'm ski
Cooking up the crystal like i'm Walter and Jesse
Head was heaven
walter payton
I get a rhyme like spokes on a dayton
But I won't knock off, because I just rock off
The beats to get funky, like when you take your sock off
Might go nitro hit me with a boost like, tabs' too high, call cab
Cause the chemical in gin make spin like turbine, pipe blow
Ball like Walter, finna
And I be in and out of cities all up the globe
Thinkin' about ?, let's start the show, oh
Yeah ??
Livin' out of new hotels just like Monopoly
You
"Under the
Cherry Moon" And I was there
That's how I look
At it like this shit just went down
You see the mastery that
I'm surrounded by? How
On earth am I
smarter
I came threw your slums as martyr
They turn heads twice like I farted
Whoops
Got too much thrax call me walter montana
Age of 13 with a arm
Doo
This is more pure than Walter White's baby blue
Just another man, breaking bad, comin after you
Stackin paper like my name is Michael Scott
Top
that's why your casket is waitin'
Shine your ass up like a triple gold dayton
When I'm in your town you better cut like walter payton
Studio man keep
If the shoe fits go ahead and lace it up
The name is K. Curry and I’m just saying wassup
Rappers out here sounding like Yachty or Pump
Don’t got
just praying for sloppy seconds like
Underground raps like my fine wine
Shawty looking cute know ima slide by
Know I'm getting brain yeah I'm a wise guy
Why they lyin'? I don't like it
Made me violent i'm a tyrant
All my day ones i can't find them
It's just me, myself, and I
I don't mind it why they
this mask ain't bout halloween
Mans got dat fries just call for the jerk
Imma bill this vibe like I bill this skud I ain't carving a pumpkin I'm
Making new friends
Like Walter and Louisa
Getting pretty loud
Cause we singing lots a praise
Growing in the word
God Stirring up the faith
Tell me
Can you
on the altar
Ran that dope in the field like I'm Walter
Won't catch me lacking and
That's on my daughter i mean my daughter
Riding around with a quarter
(New Puritan. Uncommon eyes.)
The grotesque peasants stalk the land
And deep down inside you know
Everybody wants to like big companies.
Bands
Like never before
I'm opening doors thinking I'll never afford
The things that I wanted, the heavenly rose
Supported by hundreds, supposed to be gone
girls my sweater
Got a new jacket from Pacsun and it's leather
These bar kinda hot, just like a pepper (yeah)
My girl, she sweet like some candy
Always
opposite from the sun set
Score goal with my head just like Suarez
Think say me fail get bail out by bale
Beckenbauer get the gift in pigeon ball sail
got rejected from Chase Bank, and they were like, oh my god, we're not gonna give your account back. Oh my god, I miss Jessica, from Chase Bank. I just
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