Lyrics:
of dope beats
And a bunch of dope lyrics too
I know that's too much for you to handle dude
Now ask yourself what
Watcha gonna do? Watcha gonna do?
Watcha
Time to fight demons, You know Ima ride
Earth, Devil's play-ground, then I'm gonna slide
Protected by Jesus, in case we collide
Stay with that weapon,
care?)
How he's supposed to be there? Y'all won't let him get 'em ('posed to be there)
How you posted like that on the 'Gram for a thousand?
I bet you
everybody funny, now you funny too
So I go back home
I tell the landlady I got a job, I'm gonna pay the rent
She said yeah, I said oh yeah
And then she
know,
Everybody funny, now you funny too
So I go back home
I tell the landlady I got a job,
I'm gonna pay the rent
She said yeah? I said oh yeah
you know"
I said "I know, everybody funny, now you funny too"
So I go back home
I tell the landlady I got a job, I'm gonna pay the rent
She said
everybody funny, now you funny too
So I go back home
I tell the landlady I got a job, I'm gonna pay the rent
She said yeah, I said oh yeah
And then she
gonna lie
Ain't gonna stop getting high
Coz at least I wanna give it a try
Patience looks bitter
But its fruit taste
Gotta take time
Waiting for ma new
'Cause some don't have the patience
Some call me high maintenance
But you pay the bill
'Cause that's the deal
If you wanna ride, just name your price
flashes by
Mom's tired, dad's fired, all they ever do is fight
And a bullet's headin' for you, as your life flashes
My father's Father told my father what
Play me the melody
My vision out of reach
Probably cos I'm ill
They told me I won't reach
The level that I dream
I told em we gonna see
Don't play
eating
And I know that we ain't been sleeping
But whatever mum wants, that's what mum gets
Everybody better put their Ps in
Man are gonna pay by cash, yes
That day, I notice he's posted it
On his Instagram, with the caption
"They getting married on
A hill in Malibu" By the next morning, for
Whatever reason,
And all that other fat shit like that, ha-ha
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need
And all that other fat shit like that, ha-ha
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up,
gone pay for my Benz
Maybe I'm crazy but lately I dreamt
That we gonna make it let's bet on ourselves
Waking up everyday gotta be on point
Coffee cup,
made one mistake
When the juice is squeezed
That's the way it breaks
You'll pay for your crime
Your tongue lickin' way out of place
I'll rip
There's something going on inside of me
It's something I really don't wanna see
I can feel it, it wants to roam free
But I'm not gonna pay that extra
the gates of heaven
If anyone could do it, I could!
Storm the gates of heaven
And ask God "Who's gonna pay for the blood?"
Who's gonna pay for the blood?
gonna break her up and tear her down and fade her away
And then there's no telling what I'm gonna do
I'll make you pay for everything that you do
that Mac (boom boom boom)
Pay you back, nigga gon' pay you back (pay you back) (21, 21)
Leave 'em with some real rich niggas that'll get you wet (get
away will be the
Only one you're wishing for someday hey hey
Boy you're gonna pay 'cause baby I'm
The one who's keeping score
You'll change your mind
[Chorus]
If you lookin' for me I ain't hard to find
I'll be right there posted on that 59
I got a burna in my lap at all times
And a bag a sticky
[Chorus]
I got some redrum shit up on my redrum mind
And when I creep up on you bitch, that ass is mine
It ain't no time for explanations, ain't no
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