Lyrics:
of what might have been
Are still ringing in your head
Now you think if you could
Just become a famous superstar
That the pain you feel would go away
in your head bumping harder and harder
I'm the floss hard hoe nigga that cocks the squat
Dead smack on your face like that infrared dot
I'm
'cause of their negligence
DEATH, real shit'll start comin' to light
Niggaz you ain't like dickin' your wife, WHAT?
Kind and underminding, grimy, stiff
the hell you think you are
By far they ain't trippin on me
They wanna ride in my car
They look your partna up and
Down like he a superstar
But they ain't
your hands way down by your side
There's nothing here to get into
Belted up for the ride
In your bones
In your head
Living life on the edge
In your
What it-what it exactly are we doin?
Don't play yourself
Reward yourself and tune in to
The 2017 BET Hip Hop
Award hosted by me: DJ Khaled and Dade
for Ray
And your love for Ye then we used to debate
'Bout how your partners in the industry thought I still sold yay
We were both geeked up by doin'
I'm just tryna get a bag though
You should really go and get a bag hoe
Imma beat it like a bad hoe
No shirt just a skirt at the front door
Come
I, Id never thought Id be your type, I, I, I
Talk to em
I- Percules in this bitch, I, I, I
Mask and the knife in my bag
Better look out or you might
Living lik a superstar wen I step out fresh mink wit Versace shoes Ima get mines u better get yours Me n my team we up’n tha purse Tlkn 50k for a verse We
this one for my thugs
Hey yo, niggas want to drive by the hood and dump
Come on stupid, I clap up from your hood to the trunk
Foot on the floor,
ass hardcore, make that shit red raw
blow the disco, slam your head sore
watch the sure cure beat the prevention
if you want more seek professional
this?
Cause now you bump heads with kids that's lifeless
I live by the day only if I survive
The last night, damn right, I ain't tryin' to fight
We can
Remember we was chilling by the park
We outside by your car oh
Gazing at the sun and the moon looking at the sky and the stars
Who would've thought
ambulances, by the wheelchair
Dangerous action, I'm the movie, I'm the main attraction
Fuck up your front lawn with m&m's, jiffy popcorn
Piss in your
a problem, bitch say sum
I don't need a bitch but i prefer one by my side, a superstar huh
She said I'm toxic, yeah so what? (huh, woah)
Clean up the safe, I'm
the raincoat
Absolut, I love to burn to the roots
I keep comin til your pour sperm from your boots
Vigilante hardcore to the penis
Tell you fuck you my attitude
breath and let it go, I'm unstoppable, I know
Don't need no opinions to change me, cuz I'm a superstar to me
I'm told by my friends to never give up,
want to be the man
In your head like your favorite brand
In my head in my head in my head what
In my head in my head in my head what
In my head in
want to be the man
In your head like your favorite brand
In my head in my head in my head what
In my head in my head in my head what
In my head in my
the world)
I'm represented by Fetti, I'm so hardcore
Feet to the floor, on one accord
Kick open the door, not knowing the score
I'm tatted and matted,
The label cut the check, run the bag by me
Move all the hate so I can see
Neck on froze, that's zero degrees
Reached all my goals, I'ma have
I don't give
Bust your head for free, yeah yeah yeah
You ain't touching me, no no no
Since you wanna fuck, wit the bags
Shoot-'em up until he overdose
Bust your
me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my
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