Lyrics:
life is like a knot
Yea i know it's all too much
Your square lyk a table
Your a gold cable
Wasn't born in a stable
But I'm 3rd wurld enabled
Then I'm off
RD where my head lay
Looking at my mistakes
I don’t want like mixtape
I don’t want like mixtape
Only care bout press play
Till I see my mess made
re'd in sleep f'bles
Keep h'te from your he'rt to survive golden
Be the only vibe I intend to spend my time throwing
Hook
Itʼs h'rd living without
"inʼt nothing to fe"r
From this point onw"rd, only up from here
Due to swe"t blood "nd te"rs, well "s love from peers From this point onw"rds, itʼs
only
your cheeks!)
Paychecks on the 15th, but it's still the 3rd (Still the 3rd!)
The bills are all unpaid, the landlord screaming can be heard
From
Refrão
(M4NDY_ )
Tua vibe tão ...
(NN3RD_)
Nem cola
To com a gata nem cola
Nem dollar, nem 3 da tua na troca
Quer saber? A gente tem tudo a ver
Ven conmigo pa' RD
Mami tú estás como eh
Te involucré de una vez
Porque él no se sabe mover
Ven conmigo pa' RD
Mami tú estás como eh
Te involucré de
a mirror
You were born on 3rd and you think you hit a triple
King of the world, but you barely cause a ripple
You've turned sitting on you ass into art
It's
No matter how hard I even try
I still hold on to this 3rd of June
When I saw your eyes and fell in love, too fast, too soon
I still hold
pot in the kitchens ringing
And I say
Well, I'm okay if you're okay
And at Pete's on 3rd
You're sippin' dark roast
And you heed the words
Young love is
I got these groupies bitches showing love
Now i got bad bitches giving hugs
RDS rundown we going up
He don’t want smoke he a chump
She Keep
fuk bitches and get money
When we pull up we extra deep
I'm from Southside
Old nat with my woes
Smoking wit da bros
Got a play on Washington rd
this could be borrowed
We never knew shit about meant to be
Cause we've never seen anything like this, yeah
Going to the top at the 103rd floor
All I
move fucker whatchu saying to me
He could have a gun
He could have a knife
Could be 3rd degree
Don't pick that fight
Don't fuck up you night
Don't fuck
Floating on the 3rd rock from the sun
You know Its steady sinking
Say you headed to the top, But why can I still reach you
Yeah, don't fuck with
on
The corner of 3rd & 6th
With some kinda love
Gets me out on the hunt cuz my heart is an animal
Oh, Waiting for my fix
With some kinda love
Some kinda love
Some
I betta get runnin, push the gas in the whip
So I can take it all,Straight cash for the risk
Hopes drippin out the bag, throw da sauce on my wrist
3rd
I'm tryna ball
Y'all don't really want it with 3rd, go make the call
Spark, you betta tell em, I'm greedy, I want it all
Prayed up, I got
wanna fuck pussy, o RD veio de novo
I wanna fuck pussy, o RD veio de novo
E eu falo pra você, tu curte funk português?
Agora vai ver inglês
Fuck,
Even if we don't...
Say no to me, treat me like I did you
Let it burn, give it that 3rd degree
I'm proud if you could say no
Even though it's hurting
the neighborhoods burning up
Got no money to move
Sure has been crazy lately
Have you read the news?
I mean just look outside
Seems like everybody's got the 3rd rock
I do magic like Aladdin
I got ks feel like osama
100 rds that for the static
Ia give some to yo momma
Get this work
Choppa Really wit the shits
y sanidad y abran paso en RD que Cristo los va tocar. De Cuba mucho amor se va
America great
Needless to say again
When stealing slaves and land is the ultimate sin
November 3rd Im Biden Harris unite for the win
Sergio Verse 1
Cops
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