Lyrics:
to be free right now
I feel alive, a bit revived and all my verses more refined
I haven't even reached my prime, I need the blow up and some time
Do I
away from
Who wanna play dungeon?
No one is safe from
In search of a brain surgeon, a great one
Wait, it ain't funny, man
It's urgent, I need one
to me
Tell them I'm roamin over through Rome and Tuscany
I so suddenly change my mind girl way to uppity
Kick her out my crib need one more Threes Company
at the beast
The night is turning thin
The saint is turning to sin
Raise the art to resistance
Danger dare to be grand
Pride reduced to humble pie
You know I gotta keep it real
In a world full of phonies
Nah you ain't my homie
No I don't need no co-de
I don't need no AI im like A I
When I
more silence
Cuz I need guidance
We need guidance
Tired of waking up each day to see more violence
I see diamonds in the rough, but they still diamonds
Double up, three or four times I ain't tellin' no lies
I just run it up, never let a hard time humble us
Double up, I ain't tellin' no lies, I just
a motherfuckin' vampire
More carrots then a motherfuckin' damn pie
OG is what I smoke by
Fingertails got fungi, fungi
I'm a real nigga, you a fun guy
Runnin' bandos
'Cause I need
Three little piggies to make a piggy pie
There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy die
I might choose a gun (no)
I might
Let me blow my horn Nigga I'm dope
Let me blow my horn Def like so so
Let me blow my horn I been to humble
Let me blow my horn Gotta burst you
Ejecting struggles in trash cans, today 'I'm the trash man
To fill more hoes in the dump more than the internet spam can
Be a man that's toxic free
fading
I want more
I need more
I want nothing less
I need something
Well we all do, right
Nothing by this
What you got for me
You want one thing
That's
pride,
Humble pie for dessert, take a bite then recline
Wash it down to my core with some water and lime
Bitter taste, so I chase it with a shot of new
later
God is my helper she cheated and I left her
Nigga rich and humble king of the jungle
Overcome your struggles more grace to your hustle
Good days
Most of you suckas is pie as fuck
(I can't be that)
Steady cappin' and flexin' like you the plug
(I can't be that)
You's a sucka with a loud ass
Or rehearsing my joke
As other
People were talking
I wish
I was more humble
And more courteous
And less angry
And less sure
I was right
All the time
Do you have
cream-pie all day yea
Thinking in a foreign to quick might as well spit it out ay ay
I fucking with it but I can't decide what was it yea
Need me another body
I'm just a cutie pie, thuggin' in my baby chains Such a sweetie pie, even when I lie, I am not mine
And for the most part, yes, I'm the most part,
the problem is it's probably a deep past
Still I'm feeling of something I need bad
Thinking if I get her, I get her to need this
I don't need emotions
the problem is it's probably a deep past
Still I'm feeling of something I need bad
Thinking if I get her, I get her to need this
I don't need emotions
down
Don't mistake that for stay in
You bark more than a Greyhound
Clean as fuck but I'm sipping dirty
I need my portion off top
It amazes me how they
I like ‘em mad, bad baby
You could be the one
If you wanna get trashed and have fun
Throw me wholly in the sky like a pizza pie
(Are you crazy?)
You
you)
You look so deep
You know that it humbles me,
Your by my side and troubles them don't trouble me
Many have called but the chosen Is you
Whatever
Hey, can we have your autograph?
My autograph?
I'm nobody
But wait a minute
I've got 36 expressions
Sweet as pie to tough as leather
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