Lyrics:
ex-old lady's things out of the closet
The same closet I had to move my things back in
It didn't make me feel that great, as if to demonstrate
the plan is
We going to rob them one
By one, humiliate them enough to
Make them lose credibility, feel me?
Yeah, I feel ya
Good, now see that ho over there
I fall slow
Deeper as I sink
Nothing but silence
Trying not to think
I had a dream
Like Martin Luther King
Watched her walk away
And couldn't even
turn me to a demon, before Finn Balor
It's special when ever I get pinned, I make wins matter
All this money in the bank, to get a case you need ten
Lyrics
Verse 1 -
These fuck niggaz gone respect it or check it
7.62’s make your ass get the message
Disrespect my name nigga you know how I’m
Got my money right now, been focused on my dream
I'm just trying to make a way, I feel like Martin Luther King
Cut a couple people off, I guess it
the picture tryna get cropped in
Baby you know you my favorite topic
Now i make you my top pick
Hate when we argue you tell me to drop it
So I go and drop it
So
to live between the negatives and positives
While trying to make money slanging synonyms and homonyms
I went to pop's house so I can visit moms and them
out of the closet
The same closet I had to move my things back in
It didn't make me feel that great, as if to demonstrate
Everything's temporary if
out of the closet
The same closet I had to move my things back in
It didn't make me feel that great, as if to demonstrate
Everything's temporary if
you stole
We are begging
Fuck that thing you don on a steady
Get the fuck out of the way or you get in
The return of the Martin Luther
Mental freedom
that rental back
Couple hundred, tint it black
Tryna make a mil in it
I'ma let 'em shuffle when I cut it
Got to deal with it when I got it
Put my homies
Shout out to Germantown, G-Town, Little part of Louisville, Kentucky I used to kick it at
back in the day
Yo shout out to Eric Barnes, Peanut, buy
eating shrimps, locing with some real pimps (yeah).
So peep game, best believe I love my peeps
that's why I make the type of music you can pump in your
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
It's so close to bein slavery, in Texas nigga it's scary
I reached out to C-Murder right before I came home
And when him home, let me go I make sure
Martin Luther the King
Without a queen, nah mean?
Nah mean, nah mean?
Still shining in front of
The hood like highbeams, yah mean?
It seems, I'm as great
to live between the negatives and positives
While trying to make money slanging synonyms and homonyms
I went to pop's house so I can visit moms and them
Since Big ain't here, I'm about to do it for T'yanna
And put roses on the grave of Kanye's mama
This for all the lost girls locked up in the pen
and right? Make sure you ask your friends
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Do you believe in me? Are you deceiving me?
Could I let you down easily,
aint trying to make y'all dance
I aint tryna
I aint trying to make y'all dance
Fuck that
I aint trying to make y'all dance
I aint tryna
I aint trying
If you locked in the box keep, makin' it through
Do your time, do your time, don't let your time do you
You lookin' at a man that would
Die for his
brain
Day by day you by my side
The only way I'm feeling sane
Wishing you were with me
In the moments that you ain't
Wanna make you stay
Even tho I know
can't explain
Make it so you can obtain from which you came
You swear to the Mother that you're living in equality
Forgetting your brother that's
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