Lyrics:
It's opposite day so I'm out the door
Smiling at strangers not just their dogs
I'm not afraid of success anymore
I'm putting myself first by logging
fuck authority
I'm feelin' her tits while I'm ridin' a jet ski
Feelin' special cause we poured up in a cup
The fuck you think you is, you not a part
feeling so alive
I'm running out of time
But ill keep you on my mind
How come I feel alive
When you're not in my life
Wish that I could see you
But you're
Yea yea
Don Billiono Mos Wanted La Familia
What’s stackin’ my nigga,
Nothing but money, I’m macking my nigga
What’s stackin’ my nigga,
Nothing
think is right
Not knowing I made it worse cause I'm not letting you fight
When you coming from hurt its hard not to see and react
I gotta learn to let
him
I'm a go for dolo, Scarface without Manolo
One deep I be solo, bustin' heat throwin' bolos, it's hard
And it's so hard (it's hard work, baby)
him
I'm a go for dolo, Scarface without Manolo
One deep I be solo, bustin' heat throwin' bolos, it's hard
And it's so hard (it's hard work, baby)
"Where you been, you ain't heard
Got the word that I'm gunshot
That I'm so sin-cere" - Jay-Z repeat 3X
"Where you been" Pusha
"Where you been" Malice
Got the
Got the
Rich girl looking
Had to bring it back
Foreign on a mission
Guaranteed the only one in my position
I got angels and some demons that I'm
a sip, steer your ship,
See this bump is just a blip,
Just a stumble, not a trip,
I’m on a high without a hit
(Hook:)
I, exhale, inhale
I, exhale,
the shade
Still I gotta shine bright like the days
Feeling like Em I'm not afraid
Treat this like my phone yeah I upgrade
And It's fire in the hole
I'm
I am Armed N Dangerous
Put him in a grave, next to him is who he came with
Slut hoe, I got hooked up like three times
When I'm done, she need
plead not guilty
Watch the backdoor cause outside filty
Ya'll dog go bad just chasing the kitty
I'm from the bronx where shit get gritty
Sipping the migos
Running up the sack
I'm the running back
Trying jack the sack
I'ma Nola clap
Fuckin on yo bitch
That's a body bag
Catch an opp slippin
Molly wopped
of the night it’s not groovy
I’m feelin moody
Hook
Wonder why it seems to go so bad
Pulling all my problems out the bag
Looking for a reason to get mad
I
ima go out on top when I call it quits it's a reason we favored and standing out it's a reason ya future is well I'm doubt ima stand by my chips like
only
one me baby I'm not changing shit I'm changing the world
Brick by brick so why stay mad at the kid I add a some magic to this
You reap what you sow
it in 3D
Two visions
One feel like it sent down from heaven
One filled with way too much darkness to measure
My shoulders weighed down by
Woke up tryna slide on the opps
They been talking too much I'm taking everything they got
Why they worried bout me and what I'm doing think you
And I'm grateful that at least someone can help me
And for the others I dont blame you for not ever helping
I guess they just want to stay happy
Like I'm in a rush or something
Im annoyed and insulted
I ain't no square, I ain't no shooter, ain't finna pull up for 3
I ain't breaking no knees,
back home
But until then, I'll be right here holding
My phone
What is the reason why
I can't find me no peace of mind
Think I'm needing you by my side
shit
I'm never around not too hard find
Just like the seasons I'm moving around
Went out of town with a cap and gown
Fam in the crowd everybody was proud
gave me leeway
play your bitch like im with EA
chat like i was raised in GA
stunt yo block just like its D Day
dont like niggas like the 3Ks
give em
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