Lyrics:
fucking my day
And I need me a Beyonce for a fiancé, okay
So please little nigga learn your lesson, before you count dollars you gotta count your
Human means we got a right to live
Without the homicide, without the genocide
Don't tell me "let it slide."
I'm feelin' ghettofied
So be a soldier
(Ayo Jug)
All black like I'm Batman
Shot me in the ribs
Ain't feel a thing I'm off a xan man
Keep the perky's by me, they my up's
when I'm down man
I
the fuck is a list to me?
I'm used to not being on it, I expect it out 'em
Heck wit' 'em, I get my respect without 'em
Ain't really been into diamonds
to the game
I feel like giannis gotta get the bucks
I know the main reason niggas hate
I'm fucking bitches niggas wanna fuck
If ya pussy is tight & you hearing
Legs and get fucked
By a rich gangsta rapper, that's what's up
But you gotta stay on point
Because bitches like her
Just reel a nigga in, and set a nigga
Wait till he get gets a deal girl, wait till the tour
So they dance to attract me, advance and attack me
To the point that Drake compare me to Anthony
I'm fighting Satan forever
I'm not down with the dude
He taking me for a fool
I talked to the King of Kings
He been showing me things
I'm tapping
predator
Who would make a kill
Without even batting an eye
Please tell me why we can’t proceed
I can’t conceive cause you and me
We get along so well
When we
its at
Don't bring me to a bukah you'll get capped
It's like that I won't mine just like you want yurn
I gotta get my shine on 'cause I feel like
brothers without makin e'm mad
couldn't get along with nobody so I just ran with my Dad
he took me right there where the killas be
across court from
Depression plays a big part in my life thought you knew by now
I'm berated with the hatred from the devil Tryna take me out, he can't break me down
on it
Betta believe that
My (Friend!), I never leave home without you with me
Here for the hoes just out to get me
Even when it's sticky your still
like a ground out
Catch me posted on the corned like a time out
Play the game by the rules never foul out
Bunch of monsters with the gang lay something
like a ground out
Catch me posted on the corned like a time out
Play the game by the rules never foul out
Bunch of monsters with the gang lay something
on it
Betta believe that
My (Friend!), I never leave home without you with me
Here for the hoes just out to get me
Even when it's sticky your still
(aye) what ever that mean
Yea
Bumb bitches trynna hold me up
Knowing that i gotta goal to catch
And i'm to old for that soul to old to dive in trap
Bro what's poppin'
It's 'bout time real shy town niggas link up
Without no further a due
I give you
Yung Berg and Twista let's get it in
Aye
no fucks
That bitch annoying man please shut up
Glock on me and I keep it tucked
If you walk by me yo chains get took
Want no smoke cause you fold like
Voice
I Peeped a Different Tone
You got some Feelings that you Sittin On
I knew it was a reason we Didn't Get Along
Find success by yourself don't bring
Well, I bet your dad never showed you how to cry
So you talk to your ceilings to get you by
Well baby I'll admit it, you put on a good show
But
numbers I don't pick up
Get you lined by a stripper
Then she give me throat and I don't tip her
That's yo h*e I probably hit her
I used to play ball, yeah
and the curse is on you
Listen
I'm a corpse, I'm a corpseI'm a corpse without soul
Satan
He's taken, he's takenHe's taken his tollHe took it on me
I
I'm trapped,
strangers
Family hating it get dangerous
Plotting on the angles cuz yo life they tryna take it
Two stepping wit satan still calling on my angels
Keep my son
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