Lyrics:
wheat
But not by pole
Bipolar crazy ass two faced hoe
Don't get nasty with me
You already know
Ready the MAS wit dough
All right Though
My lower space has
Stigmatized entrapments don't mean shit just cuz your dad was like
Bullshit bitch you pick and choose intent as you advance in life
Oh you got a problem wit it
had
A cold hearted muthaf*cker
Yea that's me
I hope you wear a parka it get cold in the summer
When you hear the dial tone just know I blocked ya number
Trouble smells, hell sells
I'm just trying to make it
To the fame like Bell
There is no other fire-eater who
Can a do this-a trick
Trouble smells,
getting paid every way I like. Hook: I was grindin all alone, said I'll make it on my own. Haters flexin showed me love and my shine began to show when I
on
I've broken down everything
That was ever there to break
Starting over now all by myself
Is more than I can take
Chorus:
I feel like running from
back just watch niggas
Get that work and go to work flip it quick make it hopscotch nigga
I'm being entertained by Chris rock you at home alone on tik
at night for me to never be born
But ill be living on
Spewing webs all over the ground knocking you down round by round
I bet you wont be standing after all
to break bread
While you catching hands (okay)
At second glance she a snack, look like Addison
Ain't no kiss and tell
I'm dipping out
Please hit me on Zelle
Everything I do, these nigga wan' know
I been ballin' but I ain't on court
Like, bet you wanna know my lore
Don't know me at all, you a fake source
I been
it's never been found,
Charles Manson ain't got shit on me,
I do it myself don't need lemmings,
No acid trip, just a stoner bitch,
I hate all of you is
all over my t shirt
On the bus we jokin like how that nigga hit me first
I made it clear I wasn't one to be fucked wit
But runnin round talkin all
Yeah
Yeah
When I walk on by
Girls be looking like damn he fly
I pimp to the beat
Walking down the street in my new LaFreak, yeah
This is how I roll
struggle
There'd be no me
So i just keep stratching and crawlin
I'm almost there
I can feel it, all in my bones
On my Buckwheat ish
Whole graining and shit
play me, I get it
Just like the money lady you embody stress and a civic, and I want a 'cedes
Wassup baby, you love me or you going crazy
Tell me how
dog way off the collar, don't bother
With the keys, can't give me like the way I need my space
Going six feet deep, where the dead man sleeps
With
this licor by myself
Got me stressed up
Feeling hella lonely plus girl
Huh
Guess what
Thinking bout you while in bed
Bitch i stayed up
Had dreams in them
a wall that could hold me
All that shows me is y'all don't really know me tho y'all not supposed to know me and why?
Cuz I do my dirt all by my lonely
Tho
drink then he fullor ley table
Me I na mary broh or Jefferson koijee
But I can tell that she for the streets
So as a mayor to keep it clean
Imma just Take
Off the liq'
What I tell her bitch
I'm a slut don't get me lit
Don't wanna fuck just suck my dick
You suck it good then I might hit
Hann
Yuh
I'm a thug
always need closure
Why can't you accept that it's over
Why you wanna know if I found better
Why do you deserve full disclosure
I really feel like you
huh, I don't wanna fuckin' talk
I just want the papes, uh, pissing me the fuck off
Bitch, I'ma stomp your face, huh, oh my God
Holy fuck, I'm a piece
like scissors do
Joy, peace and patience, just to name some
He's the only doctor signing off my medications
Yeah, I'm done playing fiends and vandals
a good day finally got my bills paid
Pulled up to the Caf just got hit on by the lunch lady
The J we flamed is kicking in my brain is feeling hazy
Got
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