Lyrics:
at the stars always asking why
Baby take my hand we'll fly to the sky
Smokin on this gas barely getting by
Why this world gotta change so much
Life aint fair
dead on the cement
Make your hoe suck my bro she gone swallow his semen
All this pain I went through make me turn to a demon
Try to rob lil Jayy that
All the girls that hold it down, getting beat on by they man
Respect women, I don't care if they a 2 or a 10
We don't beat on Kat Stacks, we just
getting by for you
I don't bend, I just break in two
Somebody like me I'd die for you
Getting chased by the polices on a full bred Cheetah
Bishop Eddie caught me tryna escape
Bag full of drag and a Nicki Minaj mixtape
Dragging all you fags
posted by the store
I'm same lil nigga
Who can never bag a Hoe
I'm that same lil nigga
I'm That same lil nigga
Im that same lil nigga
Now my pocket
low while he tried to be high
He was an early morning eagle flying through from the fire
Barely getting over forget getting by
But it's all the same
[Lil' Rob (Talkin)]
Hey what's happenin
Yeah it's me, Lil' Rob
A.K.A. The Naughty Boy
[Chorus]
N-A-U-G-H-T-Y aqui estoy
Lil' Rob aka a naughty boy
a bang
Chucking up them fingers, lil nigga, what you claim?
You a demonstration if you hating when you play
Black on Blue doe', see the bloods in
Young boy took a liking
To them guns
Now he rob
Heard he robbed the same nigga three times
Wit his rod
Mod got killed by a childhood friend
Rio got off
Just point out the bounce
Yes, just point out the bounce nigga
Yo, listen
Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic
Couldn't even be stopped by Bin
let a nigga hang 'round me if the fuck nigga hanging by a rope (that rope)
Call me Robbie two times, look at how I shoot knives
Damn lil' Rob, swear
on the wall yea he spilled him
Put my bitch on him yea we finna rob his ass
Put my bitch on him yea we finna rob his ass
Put the code in nigga we taking your
goings on
'Cause the constantly getting rid of us one by one Whether Its drugs or diseases or gun by
Gun I ain't no saint either I feel that
I'm
direction in this life,
It makes no sense
To me eee eee eee
And ooo ooo ooo ooo
We're getting older by the minute
I'm getting older with every second
the tec
It ain’t jammin for shit
We outchea blammin lil bitch
Been getting money for a minute
You just living off yo daddy
Half a million off of cappy
behavin' like they ought ta good
There lived a lil' boy who was misled
By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said
"Me and Ty, we gonna make sum cash
Someone call an uber
Barely ever sober
I would drive myself
But I don't wanna crash the rover
Tryna live my best life
I'm only getting older
That's
By the water is a worker
Working hard down on his knees
Is beaten by the sun
Barely making a salary
Barely getting paid
Living off a non livable wage
the clown of the town
Come on boy
Be a man
They got quarters, they got grams
Rob everything, I'm from Florida understand
That's the president what's
up for discussion, I'm
Obviously better, embracing percussion
That's part of the schedule
Movin' the brother while I'm
Barely scratching the surface
My
the whip my bitch drive
Need a new safe money getting too high, dead presidents all in my Levis
Boy I swear this nigga be swagging, and I'm living lavish
Honestly you fuck
With my state of mind
I don’t wanna waste away
Cause lately I’ve been
Barely getting by
Close the next chapter
Afraid of what comes after
spend a little time romancing by myself
But that turned me blind as well
You can get here by crossing sea or desert
I can barely make Blackpool Sands
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