Lyrics:
are
Yeah
Born and raised in the H
Everyday you know paper chase
Put that shine in they face
Been sipping seals by the case
Ten toes down in this game
, doing, doing
The way she moves, she dances like a go-go
In that video, she sings, "Get out, you bozo"
I need a new boyfriend, hi, my name is JoJo
doing too
Much is what they saying
Now If you ask around
Baby they don't play around
They say karma is a
Bitch and goes around
Fuck what you thought
This
try to tell them, "We're all in this together!"
My album was raw because no-one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show,
you doing to me?)
Somethings happened, i can feel it
(What you doing to me?)
Its been so long since i’ve felt this feeling
Feeling like a million bucks
Yeah yeah what yeah
Reminding me of Sef what?
Fat fat thick booty what?
You say jack that big booty yo
He say oh oh
I heard the boy he said
get to that cake
Sippin on some Eastern Pink
Give a fuck 'bout what you think
Ice so cold like hockey rink
Shoot you niggaz, I don't blink
My pen steady
high
50 got the fucking hood on lock, what
I've been doing my own thing
You can tell by the stones on my neck
And my wrist and my ears i'm doing my
in time and it passed by
We're all on a journey
Down the hall of memories
Don't worry bout what you ain't got
Leave with a little bit of dignity
Never
you're doing to me
What you're doing to me
What you're doing to me, yeah
We could check in tomorrow
Or check in the morning
Or sit on the lawn in
involved
I get that I gotta prove myself
No shit you ain't done shit
But think about that though
Only doing this a couple of years
One tape and I'm like
I'm doing this for fans but you can put me on your payroll
All my music hot shave your head, Pedro
What's a real one? I don't need reminders
When it
there's money on the way
Watch your tone, I don't feel like dealing with this shit today
All alone, but I don't like any fake shit in my face
Don't call my
bammas can't see the bars
Y'all some paralegals
I smoke sweets in the suite
Like this shit is legal
Cover the building in green
My nigga: Fred Segal
Ha,
bammas can't see the bars
Y'all some paralegals
I smoke sweets in the suite
Like this shit is legal
Cover the building in green
My nigga: Fred Segal
Ha,
really like what you thought (nah)
Of course theres more doors to this (yeah)
I’ ll escort you thru like morpheus
Lets orbit this there’s more to this
the perfect match
Cause you gave me what I lacked
And you vice versa
But thinking that you changed was a mistake I made worser
By this time I'm sure that you
out, you seen this in the movies
The criminals be criminals while they up in corrections
They come home, get a nine, then commit crime to perfection
faded, sitting in the background, keep it low key
Pretty young thing, but she ride that tip like she a OG
You know what they say
Money can't buy love, you
In love with the money love to stack it tall
Yes I got lust for the money I don't see whats Wrong
Money bounce back just like pong
Smoking on loud
I'm gettin' busier
I'm double platinum] Hold up, is he a
Man or a girl? What in the world?
You sound like Cheryl the Pearl
And you want to battle me
Like me, in this dream
I think I must have done something to the wifi, you know
As well, you know, to stop them
Or just cut the battery, I don't know
love you this much
No, I can't love you this much
I can't love you this much
I can't love you this much
And I know that you are somewhere doing
the door please, that doesn't look like a vape sir)
What's that smell in the air, gimme that aroma
Puttin' y'all to sleep with my shitty verses like you
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