Lyrics:
knew it all was the same teenager in n out of
Juvenile hall, I remember being chased by the cops replaced my lunch money with a
Sack in my sock, I
Cause we know all the cuts
Park up in the alley, then you know we gotta run
How you wanna beef with us when you ain't got no friends
I ain't come outside
go gyrate
But I ain’t no crook
I know you remember Watergate
Let me see your Watergate
I don’t really wanna date
Welcome to the future
Space-age
last
Ain't it pathetic? Not sympathetic
Sent you a message, like when can I get it?
Order your page, by colour aesthetic
Your sister is bad, so it must
Where they at?
If you want to go and take a ride with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why do I live this way? (Hey, must be
Do not disturb we can go runaway with it
Probably go riding down 65 lane switching
Visions of us by the ocean Bombay sipping
Girl since I met u I ain’t
(ToniDee, yeah that's man... the real one)
(The media can directly influence people that choose to be influenced by it)
(Wanna come hang with us,
knew it all was the same teenager in n out of
Juvenile hall, I remember being chased by the cops replaced my lunch money with a
Sack in my sock, I
person
My mental a gorilla, he's strapped up with heavy arms
Nothing else I said was realer, by comparison, I'm far
Compared to where I was a year ago, I
niggas proving, by shooting
Unless it's crooked cops, to help us in the BLM movement
I kill a mic, with that new new
The Bandits soon Doom
MF's, with new
At your alter
Happily ever after
The facts have been altered
Turn another chapter from this author
Dripping wasted red ink
All across the page
I wonder what
fresh in
The field 'cause you timid
You can tell I'm fresh in the field
I'm in Givenchy i don't wanna share my
Heart with you, bitch, i'm stingy
My shirt
Yea
HMM
Henny money Mafia
I'm just talking bout my side piece
Not talking about my 9 piece
Cause shawty is a dime piece
Fuck with her she'll turn
Watergate leak (Uh)
Go home make the waterbed squeak (squeak!)
Shorty took me in with the LSD sheet
Comin' comin' party party plus plus thou-wow
I'mma I
burnt like gonorrhea, see ya, i won’t wanna be ya//
Pages in my story, kinda difficult to read ‘em
My perspective is so different from my living overseas,
to the basics
This shit hard to find like a desert oasis
Some shit on my mind pen on pages
Then spit on stages and people go crazy
Could never get rusty but dam
(wassup?)
I go by Gianni Raye
I go to war around it (uh huh)
I'm sweeter than some honey
No wonder they sticking to me (uh)
They love my curls and smile
you
Guess it wasn't good enough for me
I guess I give you a reason to see
A little lot of nothing in this excuse for a person to call myself
I wanna
I'm back to the basics
This shit hard to find like a desert oasis
Some shit on my mind pen on pages
Then spit on stages and people go crazy
Could never
on the page
I breathe bars, like oxygen locked my lungs in a cage
Instrumentals get fucked on the stage, a pedophile
Unless I dig in the crates, and fuck with
stages if we ever hit your spot
Lining up these rappers way I'm buying up my stock
Rapping 'till I'm swerving with the 4 by 3
Young man's Twitter start
to chose to however I wanna be
Another class are cut off in twenty fourteen
Terry fourteen and however ball the shit
Low a banz is my type
The boys
jeans with the thong
Only real niggaz turn me on
He wanna get me home, get me all alone
Make him go ape shit, King Kong
If you broke, I could never let
it for karats
You wanna see how far I'm a go
How, much I'ma spend but you already know
Zip, zero, stingy with dinero
Might buy you Crist', but that
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