Lyrics:
Trynna make it seem to the world I never fold
Where the hell will I ever go
I'm making it about me keeping it informal
Always Sticking by her side cuz i
Why do I come and talk to you
Because I enjoy it
I like the sound of my own voice
I'm interested in what I'm talking about
And I get paid for it
studio
What do ya know
Nigga jumped out of the video and fucked you up
Aw shit
Here come the police
Now tell me what it is you want?
I got the same
But beside this motherfucker right here
This motherfuckin boo
Hey that's me all day, all day, twice on Sunday
Hey what I motherfuckin do I rap, I rap
plenty cheese plenty carats man we looking like some caterers
And it's looking like you haters and you fakes is imitating us
Shaded up, braided up, and I
Uno is for the money, deuce is for the show
Trey is for the video, what the fuck is fo'?
Fo' is for the hoes, and 5 to stay alive
That shoulda
like independence and ownership
(yeah)
It'll smell like a table set before us
In the presence of our enemies (Yes, sir)
What you know about freedom,
what's up
The media acts like the owo church was hit by a bomb
We don't know who is responsible, dude, it's a church
Even foreigners in Timbuktu knew who
what did you say
I couldn't hear no hearsay
I didn't care about doomsday
I was excited for my birthday
For field trips and field days
School lunch
We were walking in the park
Taking pictures after dark
That was when I felt the spark
Oh-nah-nah
Had me skipping out to play
Little video games
You'd
the scenes blinded by the speed of sound so fast better think quick before your ass becomes yourself
We are what We are the universe in its prime don’t be
about your phone
All your photos, videos
Wasted
All your memories, all of those
Wasted
You're on your own
Before the throne
Now you're all alone
In
I see say you know me
I pour a metaphor of lsd
I don't know what y'all thinkin' about
But if you know like I know
You better strap on your
the boys in blue
Whats a nigga to do when the system is set up for us to lose
No matter what side you choose my mind
Is coming unglued a shrewd rude boy
occupying the throne
When the songs weren't sold off videos alone
Way back to when a star attitude wasn't defined
By somebody being rude
To when it was
head to my toes
I'm just cruising through the city
Got my shawty ridin with me
We by jiggy super high from the dro
(Say what you doing?)
Bc I'm gettin
Someone
Is Gay Or What Not thats What
I Was Trying To Say On That
Arsenio Interview i Prolly Came Of
As An Idiot Tho im Really Passionate
About Everything I
I want goat smoke
And they don't want no smoke
Bitch ass nigga I don't respect y'all nomore
So far as goats go
I'm the only goat bro
What about bro
at the Neck Chop Bar
Right where us killers hang out at night
And in walks a man I've never seen before
He took the table by the door
And signaled for
all day, all day, twice on Sunday
Hey what I motherfuckin' do, I rap, I rap
Hey, what's happenin'
Goddammit
Get these pussies off me, will ya?
I love
[Silkk]
Well, it's time to ride, slide
them niggaz that fucked up, they lucked up
Seen them niggaz rollin in they cutlass
I'm about act bad, no doubt,
to it
Those are my family, and everything they do for us
Things might not be going the way that you planned them
But you don’t gotta give up, you just
media make us feel lousy
Watching curated videos through a filter
Jealous of their highlights, not privy to their twilight
No idea what their life like
the key, what would you do, E?
I'd be up in that motherfucker watchin' my latest video brought to you by
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