Lyrics:
You ain't make time for me
She was tryna be right by my side, now
I don't give no fuck about a hoe,
Had way too much of you, overdose
She was tryna play
it’s time to go
They Call me Ferb, Ferb, Ferb
The space tomato
Oh oh oh oh
But what happens to a little fruit
Who was shot to space in an astronaut
more
Takin' what's yours and call it mine
I called my moms' today,
She asked me did I pray?
I told her, I got to, cause the streets I'm roamin' on is
Uh, suddenly I'm in the whip
With the gat, full clip
Out the blue, like a crip
Doin' 90 on the backroad
Outta nowhere my girl hit me on the bat
doin' your job
But you're gettin on my nerves, just like Bob
Every time I hit a corner, I see you
Always tellin' brothers what to do
You lock me up
I'm on my way
Give him the keys to my car (give him the keys to my)
He bring it back by tomar (yah, yah)
I got whatever he need
Long as he give me
Do you need the service
Do you need to call me daily
Do you have reasons for calling at all
Is something on your mind?
Is something wrong? I
Long time now I'm back
D. O
Scares on my body
Body my link
Don get back be Rocky
Nobody but all me
Living by dead
Fed on your neck
Dont gotta be owin
hay
You bitches wanna throw me
Up in Pelican's Bay
Call me an animal up in the system
But who's the animal that built this prison?
Who's the animal that
party on my lawn
Whistle as the girls walk by if the cops roll up (so what?)
Pour the cops a cup cause everybody's here tonight
Call a taxi, pack
a t-shirt first before you steal all my merch
All these christians call me evil
Say i'm leading the purge
They keep on praying for the worst so i pee in they
ain't a rapper but if I was
This ain't some shit that I could rap after
Caught up in the rapture
You call yourself a factor you're lame
Paving a way Bob
Walnuts, got a schtick you won't believe
Walnuts, keep it light, keep it clean
Walnuts, take it easy on your knees
I call 'em like I see 'em and I
to get a call.
From the Devils' that control it all!
Cue.
The roll call! SUPERBALLS!
Not me. Rap GOD.
I am not. Rap God
But, i''ll tell a God. To suck my
hope I live for centuries
I hope they never sentence me
I'm getting tired of smoking tree
Call the plug up rest in piece
Wait a minute
This shit gonna
Don't you film this
You can't touch me
Did you see that
He just killed me
Sporting a Bob
Everyone's wrong
I've been murdered
By this song
Let me
I feel a presence hovering over me
The voice in my head say smoke some weed
Grab the Bob Marley papers to hold the leaf (aye, aye)
How come nothing
(Is that a beat by KiLRAKK?)
(Aye, Huncho K)
(Can't you see C different)
(C!)
Aye Aye
Back seat
Said she'd ride just like a taxi
Packed heat
Talking
explain, you know, like
something bigger and, like, something higher
You know, like, could it be me
Or could it be you
Shit, man, I don't
Oh, oh, taxi! Taxi
gossip
we don't give a (what)
I got outstandin' three kids
y'all wonder how found it
Who can call me busted
nobody can top me
My fam do as I command
no
be balling too hard,you can call me lybron,
fuck nigga i be shooting my shoot,yea you kno i got aims,
007 when i hop on the beat yea you kno i got
Wet pussy is my cabin, more bitches than a pageant
I keep a house full, nigga, call me Bob Saget
Spendin' time backwards, hotter than a cactus
And we
you'll change on me like weather with the seasons
Heart bleeding
Now your leaving
Ask me how I feeling
In the backseat of the taxi blood spilling
Ask me
Bullet rip up di bed
Gunshot buss dem head dem dead
Call me Mr warer cause wah day
Me and mi gun dem wed
19 wid one inna di head
Gunshot buss dem head dem
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