Lyrics:
of them sirens I dont buzz
Pick a cop that bugs me amateurs
[Chorus]
[Skit]
Oh man I'm out of gas
Let me stop by this house and see if anyboody in there
my rhyme and get the hell away
Just last week when I was walking down the street
I observed this lovely lady that I wanted to meet
I walked up to her
pushback, clips and drivers
I wanted to send texts in private
Dem man are cool but the rest don't like us
I'm not scared of lions, bears who lie
Just being somebody that the neighborhood respected
And my mama could be proud of, was the apple of my eye
That's all I ever wanted, just to being
a Doberman
MCM don't make plants, make a stoner mad
You ain't even listening so it's over man
It's not over, man
Not until I have what Donald Glover has
he wanted (uh)
Ten toes down, I been a hunnid, uh
And every bag I get, I'm gon' run it
Look, 'cause I been drippin', and ballin', I can't give up
check a bag
F**k n***a why you mad, you should check a bag
All that hating ain't gonna help your a** check a bag
Since a youngin' all I wanted was
wanted
Wanted by you
I just want to
Want to be wanted
Wanted by you
(Put it on me girl)
(Put it on me girl, yeah)
We'll take it out on the dance floor
Take
About to be forty-six years old, dog
Talkin' 'bout "I'ma call up Trick Trick"
Man, you sound like a bitch, bitch
Man up and handle your shit (ugh)
Mad
Fuck all you niggas I'm yelling
This is mad circle to the fullest everybody 187um
Toons play the piano fuck a battle
I'm socking rappers like mad man
and mad young, wanted to be the one
'Til I got (blaow-blaow-blaow), felt one
Yeah, my pops was a fiend since sixteen (word)
Shootin' that "that's that
chatter, it really don't matter
I'm too cold to hold and badder than the Mad Hatter
I'm a basketcase like the man with the chainsaw
Underground sounds
Played by the ting that lead the way I say, coming down on me
A ting called rub-a-dub, lord
Ting called rub-a-dub, hey
So, over we, say them ah mad
to clapping, soldier action specialty of style
We made the whole world respect the underground while
Some of y'all niggas talk shit and get mad
Cause we did
Welcome to the jungle where everyone acts so humble
While simultaneously saying they're the greatest human being alive
In my mind I only wanted to be
It's King Time
Man it's complicated
She put her heart on her sleeve and got it confiscated (I got it)
Are we a thing or not, she asked me, man I
once again, all he ever wanted to do
Was spread a message
Of equality, for every man, woman, and child
Regardless of race, religion
Color, creed,
by a reconstruction
My property's what I want
That's the End of discussion
Now I know why I can't sleep
Mind stay racing chasing dreams
Mans was
your chin up, why you all in amazement?
I can see it in your faces (uh)
You never wanted us here in your spaces
Yep, you mad (uh)
Wild boys takin'
Ya see certain man
Still stuck in the past, on their ass
Ya know certain man
Ya seem certain man
Ya still mad off a gyal, I can tell that for
what I'm saying?
When I yank you by the fuckin' arm
Don't be looking at a nigga crazy
Just give up the digits and be the fuck out, you know what I'm
what I'm saying?
When I yank you by the fuckin' arm
Don't be looking at a nigga crazy
Just give up the digits and be the fuck out, you know what I'm
Toxic ways - and I never wanted them, but homeboy oh my days
Man had pains - and I never wanted them, whole life I've felt the strain
Pain
Anxiety? Shit
But I wish I could give you more
And all the lights are shining down on me
And I feel intimidated by it all
I never wanted to be
The person you
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