Lyrics:
want to be down with my business, we meet up
Schemin' like a demon on the couch with your feet up
Playin' like a summer may stain by far
Got mad I had
I was told that you were chosen by the perfect family
Making sure that you were giving them the best of memories
God knows if you did but maybe so
since then (then)
Why can't it be that way it was?
'Cause you were my homie, lover, and friend
I wanna make up right now (na na)
I wanna make up
you're loving me, you're leaving me
You wish that one day you could have this
Come on, you know the time, just be thankful for the rhyme
And get up
Shock G (damn), Roxy
Codone and lean is probably what got Lil Peep and ODB (yeah)
So many who OD be (what?) way to young to go see me (me)
I was lucky
in the hole
I mean soul, so make the Gas Face (ha)
Damn, if looks could kill
You look like host was a ghost from your grill
But still, what's
[DJ Quik]
Ayo, Teddy I think that nigga AMG is scared of pussy, homie
[Teddy]
Yo, you must be bullshitting right?
Hell naw man, look, check
I like about superstars?
I like my superstars to be out there jump out
The window! Be like Prince with
Your ass out i may
See it and say, "Damn, she
in the air I couldn't see?
I was blinded by your touch,
Made my heart drop to my gut,
Man this shit fucked up
How could you leave me lonely,
Supposed
And I could style on you
Something down to hell with this
You can't style on me
Nigga I'm out of your league
I'm liable to be a liability'
You plan
the lead story on n- news
Never me, sucker, I'd never be your lover
I'd rather make you suffer, you stupid motherfucker (okay, baby)
You musta thought
place
Big broski moski rIP LIl Tenz
Lamron crazy A nd all was his lil mans
I wish he was here
To show sixteen with his hands
Damn moski broski he had
I am ruled by, familiar faces
There’s no leaving this place, it’s my home
It’s a temptress
Man how I lied, to get your attention
Oh I wish I had
(goddamn), isn't this your language?
That man must be a alien, I really can't explain it
Shit, it's just a little cocaine sniff
But the lines longer than
type?
Don't get me wrong
You still gotta look cool to me
Bitch, do I look like your type?
Damn, I was wrong how could I stoop so low?
Come on, pull up in
raised by my grannie and the gangsters
So at 8 I made the choice I'ma forever be a G, and
I don't really like to talk
I remember we was broke and I
hands
I be the fabulous man so, just play the fabulous fan
And, bring the breeze, bring the breeze
And from the moment that I saw ya, I knew you was
your jealously boo
But sometimes I need my space
I keep you laced
Like you won the lottery see
But God damn I gotta be free
Chorus:(2x)
I wanna be free
make it, I couldn't take it
I tried to square up, it's too hard I couldn't fake it
And now I see why, since I was knee high
I swore to live and die by
Damn I miss my dog he was hog to this game
Unlike bustas these days that talk down on your name
You boys is funny
I'm bout my money
of you
In bed with him by your side
I wish I could tear them from my mind
Fuck you honey, fuck you
For loving me
Then falling in love with the next damn
the fright to the fickle-minded people
I thought I knew better, wish I knew better
Should have known better, wish that I was better
At dealing with the fame
the car got the bow top house, got the yacht
When I cheated you was loyal stood by my side
That's why I went from three to one, like I made five
We
the lead story on n- news
Never me, sucker, I'd never be your lover
I'd rather make you suffer, you stupid motherfucker (okay, baby)
You musta thought
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