Lyrics:
sleep, I'm obsessed
I get worn out by my words 'cause they sounded so good in my head
I'm confused and I'm lonely
So is everyone else
Where are you in
Get in my stomach, wanna hear you hummin'
Do you like Katrina, yo' sheets be flooded
I'm giving you body, this ain't no corset
Baby, I'm lit, finna
A dream I'm not believing in again, it can never be the same
Atalanta runs ahead never to be caught
I only won that once by the tricks that I wrought
gotta leave this city
I been stuck in Lafayette
Yea for too long
I've been holding on
As some of my peers are dead and Gone
While I'm tryna learn how
would in the back
I'd sit in the back
Unless you got tricks, inside of a hat
Then I would eat
Still wouldn't defeat
The fact that I'm in singing this
complain, played out by LMFAO
Adele takes home the Grammy, can relate to being homely, can't we?
And she says she's 'proud,' but honestly who owns the stocks?
And when I'm rollin' by
Niggas can't see me
The stares of a million pairs of eyes
And you'll never realize
You can't see me
Been gettin' word that
tends to abide by his battle cry, let me clarify, I meant to say dragonfly
Cue firefly, I'm the firefly, cause every thought I fart out is bright, spit
Did you say that I've got a lot to learn?
Well, don't think I'm trying not to learn
Since this is the perfect spot to learn
Teach me tonight
Pit of killas grittas hittas
Click of silly niggas are fictitious
On top of the game, I'm droppin' the rain
Godly gifted, hop in your lane
them rats know, "Mama, I want to sin'
But mama I want to trick, and mama I'm suckin' dick now"
We movin' on up in the world like elevators
Me
of chips with the glass on the wrist
Got a mashion in the Hamptons that niggas would kill for but I'm never
really home I live on the billboards
Cause I
[verse 1]
Full blown
Rap rock and roll
Whatever happened to solid gold?
Ain't like it can't and won't get sold
Sold by the same cats
Stole yo soul
Loaded clips, Lock 'em in
Got a black four five call it Pac's revenge
I'm a mutha fuckin animal lil Jon be canibal
Every nigga in Atlanta Know
I'm psycho
You're gonna see a shadow
Midnight playing tricks with your head
A silhouette float down the hallway
And you'll reach for the light by your bed
van, I'm selling fire doing tricks
Selling dope by the pot, straight drop it's all there
Yeah I just ran through the bag it's all there
Pull up if
"Oh my"
You ain't got to tell me why you're sick 'cause I know why
I dip through in that six-trey, like "Sick 'em, Dre"
I'm an itch that they can't
Still I feel I'm bein' used
Ain't a damn thing changed
I'm an outlaw
Bad Leroy Brown
The only Cool Hand Luke left in this town
I get my lovin'
A teenage boy in a rented tux
Reaching out a trembling hand
To a pretty young girl in a satin dress
Asking her to dance
Steps, some big, some small
Racia, that's Short Dog's ho
I've been fucking since '84
And in the '90 that bitch is tore
I'm straight macking that bitch
But don't trip 'cause she'll
butt naked, shake that ass bitch
I'm bout as real as the stones in my diamond rings
You can hate my guts, but I'm gone do these things, bitch
Ah why
behind the man gettin' paid behind the man
I hold the rocket stop the hand in my pocket
Two hundred a pair but I'm addicted to the gear
They'll make me
the countdown Zack, yeah
Keep goin' man, keep goin', you ready?
One, fun
Two, you
Three, me
Four, more
Five, no jive
Six, no tricks
Seven, we in heaven
down long ago
Is a bell ringing in my head?
I remember you once said
"It's just a trick of lightning, Michelle
Tripping over power lines"
I'm
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