Lyrics:
killa, little homie
Got all the girls not knowin' how to act
I'm so nice here, ice so clear, look at it
When I'm up to bat, you betta get back
It's all
No, not yet
So I'll scream until my lungs, collapse
Don't you say you'll beg
To break the spine that you wish you had
I'll take control cause I'm sick
Just cuz I'm humble, don't mean I ain't hard bruh
I'm humble, I'm hard, I'm dark, I'm light
Yeah, listen up, bitch
They say I need to chill with
the taking
Niggas hating and it's obviously blatant
I keep quiet 'bout the money I'm making
And I just 3-0'd the beat, in other words
I done caught me a body
and give you the mustache
(You're my darlin' darlin' baby)
I ain't a player, I just fuck a lot
(You're my darlin' darlin' love)
I'm not a player, I
and give you the mustache
(You're my darlin' darlin' baby)
I ain't a player, I just fuck a lot
(You're my darlin' darlin' love)
I'm not a player, I
with you because you not a 10
Richard Mille on my wrist I'm looking like Ben
I ain't saving no hoe do I look like Clark Kent
And imma get to this money
soon and have at least like 3 Grammys
I'm prepared for the test
Got no one to impress
I'm not aiming for necks
Shoot one shot to your head
Talk about me
down
Man I'm a king
I do not eat with nobody
That don't even notice the crown
That'll be sad
Just like the way they be judging me
When I be moving around
take me back
Got my backpack and raps and I'm facing crap
Want you by my side, just so you can hold me down
The realist girl that I'll find
In this awful
a coffee shop
I stay with Plus three
And She a barista
I'm not a wrestler
I feel like Batista
She getting raw
She said she get classic
She watching Mean
the book of John if you do not kno what the story is
Jesus laid in the grave for three days just to save me
By His grace thru faith I been made free
Who
'bout to blow by no accidents
And that's a big fat promise
I'm not sorry for the future Grammys and the Oscars
I'm not sorry for my beautiful wife
Yo clan, we in here
5 o'clock in the morning, it might be 3 though
I said I see some ladies in here tonight I might marry
Gone of the Belve'
so crazy right now
I look and stare so deep in your eyes
I touch on you more and more every time
When you leave, I'm begging you not to go
Call
a chance)
There is a feud, and all of the beefs
But I'm gonna make a dance (I'm gonna make a dance)
You got it wrong, I'm not with the crew
You know that I'm
Yeah you know that I'm lost in space
Gotta find my way
Out of this horrid place
Yeah I'm lost in space
This doesn't help my case
Just blows up by
to your world
You can feel me there
And you know I'm waiting
I will be your keeper
You possess the key
Forget me not
Forget me not
'Cause you
to your world
You can feel me there
And you know I'm waiting
I will be your keeper
You possess the key
Forget me not
Forget me not
'Cause you
her everything
I'd never cheat or lie
I treat her with respect, not just a sex object
I ain't that kind of guy
Hey, I'm a loaded gun
I'm crazy
run, run, run
I am the demon, the kid of a serpent
The child of abusement I'm feeling myself
Lost in confusion, lost in delusion
Burn in the fire not
with a savage
It get crazy where I'm living it's tragic
If you can take it from my
Pocket you can have it
You know I got a body bag in the trash
You know
I've been running in the spotlight looking good
But I'm not perfect no
I've been walking with a smile on my face
But I'm not happy no
I've been busy
religion, bitch, I only rap the truth
I'm finna spark a right now, three-five in the booth
Got a whole bow with me with your bitch in the coupe
Bring that
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