Lyrics:
A shame that I'm busy
I would've put bitches to work in facilities
Why? 'Cuz they're sticking their nose where it shouldn't be
Stuck in my business, like
nights
Though it might seem wrong thank god for that white
They use to call me the pirex kid, aka young arm and hammer
In the kitchen with the pots yeah
this love
Keep it bean like mug
But you did it for two and
You on it like Dugg supposed to be the one
I see that it's hard and you don't budge
Add
been in the hearse
And to those that dead to me Ive never heard of her
Cuz This gas it got me feeling like a blur, yessir yessir yessir!
And I'll be
this bitch gon
Die, she tryna play with me
I'm hoppin' out four sides, shoot it from deep
They heard the Drake go off, I swear to God
It sound like fifty
I guess I should document this
In fifty years I want to look back on it
You know my thoughts and all
See if I changed
This is journal entry one
Warm
Put them diamonds on my bitch it's like her wedding day
All white how I'm steppin' I look like cocaine
I ain't mean to hurt you but this dick gon'
ma, how you, know niggas wanna buy you
But see me I wanna "Fuck for Free" like Akinyele
Take this ride, make you feel it inside your belly
If it's
I skunk
Wiz poppin' junk, it must be that time of the month
But fuck it, I got to spit this verse from my lung
Stumbled inside my lab
on
See, I'm like a psycho
I meditate with a beat
I add a rhyme, to make it sound complete
I go into a state of mind
That I very seldom enter
To put it
city trying to slang these packs
Trying to make a buck or 50
Make this hundred stretch with no stress
I just want a check
Get it on your own get your
can that
Pussy pay my fines?"
Baby if you making money
Then I'm making time
If the pussy don't pay me bills
Then don't say it's mine
Grilled up like
like a roller coast
I just ate this beat up like a four for four
Like it or not
That nicca hot
I makem mad
I gotem hot
New hunnit shot
That barrel hot
ain't a pop star, you don't get it aye[02:16.93]You ain't in this bitch, nigga we in this bitch, nigga we getting right, hit that every night[02:22.67]Oh
tries
Nobody really ever say that this was a fluke
She said nigga, you got a mouth like gold
But your heart like snow, you're so cold
See I got
That album droppin’ (It’s comin')
In a minute, shit
Right now I got a package droppin’
(I'm busy, nigga) i was broke and niggas act
Like they forgot
her number 1 2
she like turn it me up thats my baby
she like thats my husband
she might even cheat with me on her boyfreind
sittng on that tour bus
mean, seriously, I'm tellin' you this is the first time that any of my girlfriends and I have ever met anybody really from Hollywood... I mean, really...
It’s me and my guitar like a boogie
Got this weed make you high like a roofie
Shit got me flying I’m woozy
You liking on me girl I see you looking
Won’t
alcohol
They say that’s dangerous
Right now I don’t care at all
Addicted to depression
And insomniac nights
I found my appetite
Inside this vampire life
miss
I'm feeling down like I'm drowning in abyss
You say you met somebody better
But it ain't nobody better your a puzzle I'm the only piece that fits
like why you think it’s like a 50 in this clip
I sip the wock but ill do fine if they got henny in that bitch
His homies dying every day a bunch
filled with laffy taffy
That's that sticky but you won't find no jokes on this rapper
Blowing out smoke that shit lookin like Casper
Carnival feeling with
got a lil attitude[02:24.50]Why you gotta talk to me like that[02:27.10]Like what did I do
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