Lyrics:
take it to bed
Making your way, it's a thing people say
I can't figure it out, baby, look at me now
Losing myself, put me back on the shelf
I'm not ready
a dude got no manners
Doing stuff with my mans
Instead of what we had planned
That was childish no gambino
You was out in boston no bam bino
Atlantic city
frontporch life
I don´t wanna think bout ever leaving again
Just gimme some time to lay my soul to rest
If my buddies all show up I will stand my man
They all
stay in touch
Took my scissors cut em off they gimme paper cuts
If i was Christian I'd pray for the ones who breakin' trust
Wish i had a million dollars,
Oh baby don't be mean, follow me
Thick cakes and blonde dummies
Nuff money gimme white liver fi them hunnies
Drink till we're drunk and sway inna
beats down
Fuck that shit
Rap the only therapy I need now
Profit off my pain
Buy that peace shit piece by piece now
Tell them niggas piece out
On my 18th
goal, since I'm grown Ima get what I live right?
Man, this demon better give me my mic
Give me my sight
Gimme that light
Blunt went out
I been getting by
I know it's hard to find a man
That's settled down and treat you right
And if I told you all my plans
Would you stand by my side
Gimme your hand baby
that point back like Derrick Rose is
Too cold, my heart is frozen, the scars are showing
Sparta focus and I'm dope like Macaulay Culkin
Yeah, and now
pave my way
Pull it back together
They can't see you in pain you can't let it
Dictate
Please think straight
I know you hold onto things till this day
and underlined, "Please Read" was the title
Followed by "Jake you are my idol"
It said and I quote, my name is Nikki and I used to be dancer
Til the day the doctor
"Please Read" was the title
Followed by "Jake you are my idol"
It said and I quote, my name is Nikki and I used to be dancer
Til the day the doctor
the gwolla in the safe now
Me and all my Gennas we ain't playing around
No no way
I told you I'm fly like a eagle
I'll never zang bro I move right by my
a truck young bloods drinkin' Remi
Underneath the hood, yes my nigga its a Hemi
Snatch ya off for change, take your chain, playa gimme
Three 6 Mafia,
a truck young bloods drinkin' Remi
Underneath the hood, yes my nigga its a Hemi
Snatch ya off for change, take your chain, playa gimme
Three 6 Mafia,
Blood pouring out of his eye
Man and it looks you gone die
They call me hero
On this track a pro
Here a nigga come it stay go
Gimme smoke smoke
Yea I want
out man jus gimme some time
Might just take it slow and pour me a line
Got the subs hittin hard ridin by with my seat on recline
Swishahouse In the deck
Outta the gate
Another chance to turn the page
Another day
To chase the bag and get on stage
Back away
I don't need help to make a wage
My shit is
got my jimmy hat, come on and gimme that,
Hairy bloody Mary, hopin' that it's plenty fat.
Bend your ass over 'cause I'm goin' in the rectum,
Balls in
make these hits
I fly by
ladies gimme high five
Niggas wanna hop on the wave
it’s a high tide
There’s no lows for me
I got the bros with me
If they wanna
After that we the most hated
But it’s cool
Could never be imitated
They been taking the culture
And getting famous
While my niggas in jail for missing
now I can sit in my chair, watch the bank expand
He tryna move like me, somebody's gotta tell him that he's not that man
Confidence up by three, somehow
vibes I go give you lo lo overload
One two three dem go hear my vibes demma gimme three gbosa
Who no notice who no notice see I be king for my lain
Sound
reach the top
I want all of that
Gimme my money back
That's my cash I lost my grip and then I caught the stacks
Hmmmmmm mmmmmm
I took a bar out just
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