Lyrics:
It's not easy living alone
I've got to be ready, hard times are sure to follow
Never been good at finding someone of my own
But I've let go
And stays awake all night defiantly
Oh yes I think that seems like me
And not someone who needs to sleep
Bed oh bed please don't forget
I'm a robot not
something must have gave, or someone must have caved
'Cause now he's up there and they're calling all the shots
And now most everyone's been taking turns
meticulously sharpened traps for bugs
With ferocious little mechanized
Insect-crippling jaws
And throw away my junior wizard cap and wand
These pupils will be
the designer cloth
She boostin' shit, it make you summersault
Look what I pulled up out the cookie jar
And got some game from Maurice and Bookie Ball
Real
it doesn't feel right anymore
Makes me wanna walk out
Makes me wanna slam the door shut close
By the time that you are out of here
I can finally live
Got my heart thumping like the bass
Yea
Pour scotch get the camera we gon' make a tape
Make it rain on that bitch
Know the way she make it drop's insane
Whole team wavy like a motherfucking boat cruise
Used to cop the penny loafs, now it's Fendi boat shoes
Make a nigga bottom bitch treat him like he
And there ain't no sign of stopping now
Ooooh
Yeah they wanna make my bed rock
Make my frames drop
Steal my sweaters and my socks, I tell ya
Ooooh
Ooooh
let it pop
(Blow)
Or get so high 'til I drop
(Ahh)
Can someone save me
(Save me)
Will it restart if I stop
When I don't feel like trying
(Which is
I can't tell what's even going on
Things went left it all went wrong
Please don't hit my telephone
So geeked might not make it home
Gotta make it
that money do something special
Make that money till someone bless you
Make that money so when someone test you
You can breathe
You need some sort
when I drop
That’s why they make a channel but aren’t consistent with it
That’s why I unfollow them, they unfollow back, but still be lurking on my page
shit
If I made it by fame then I’d be in my room with someone trynna make a Tik Tok 'n shit
I ain’t worried bout that cuz I know what I say gonna make
you was playing hide and seek
I was hiding everyday cause mom ain't pay the tricity
Every time I drop an album someone new is kin to me
I been stacking
bodies collide I'm tired of the fightin
Baby, can we drop it? Put that shit aside Baby, it's you and I
Let's try and make things right We're cruisin'
This shit be a struggle everyday young niggha tryna get to the top
One day you up yeen worried bout nothin' then you drop
I wish I knew someone that
A friend indeed but what I need's someone who'll stay a while
Someone to stay a while
You can bend my ear
We can talk all day
Just make sure that I'm
Fuck is up nigga
Drop the lamp gimme the mic
I know you just wanna fight
Drop that shit ain't gonna bite x2
Yeah
Walking through life
Success
SOMEONE
WILL CALL OUR NAMES AND TALK
ABOUT THE THINGS WE DO
BUT WE'LL BE STRONGER THAN BEFORE
UNITED WE WILL BE!
IT'S MY DESTINY CALLING
GONNA MAKE IT
destiny calling
Gonna make it if we try
No more time
No more falling
Melody's not far away
Keep searchin'!
No one will stop us
We'll fight till we drop
'Cos
Got the reggae
And the metal in a wall of death
Let's make them fuck and drop this shit cause yea
We have the weed
We have the weed
It bonds us,
Dot 2 2 ain’t my only magnum
What’s left to do when I make it platinum
Not Ju-Ju but I'm about to bag em
With that hotshot voodoo gotta keep my magic
my wicked rhymes drop
You ought to think twice next time you wise off
Proclaiming you're "Christ Kross" makes you a false icon
You don't have the arms
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