Lyrics:
like I'm UGK
Asshole by nature like my name was Trae
And I don't gang-bang, I patrol the game
And what I'm representing here is putting holes in
Shia LaBeouf
Kid Cudi feels a way give him a call
Q Tip, I love you, bro don’t
Tell me how to be me
Though i love you the Tribe
Album is dope i love you
up traps, you get trapped, then it's over
Your soul out your body, but still get ate by the vultures
Leave you there to rot, we sittin' outside your
A Little Love This Christmas.
I hope your stocking's hung and stuffed with Christmas cheer.
I hope when St. Nick and his sack slip down your chimney he holds
on the mic never tell a lie
You get into it, hop on IG and you televise
Your man is sweet I think he need a slice of pumpkin pie
Shoutout Jalen Ramsey but I
Love
Love
Just let go of sorrow
Like there's no tomorrow
'Cause tonight might be your last
So stay up till sunrise (sunrise)
Wipe the tears
a rush, say I need to slow down
Put that coke down, put this in your throat now
Tell me that she love the taste
Sweeter than the sounds of Amazing Grace
you ever witnessed was on Menace ll Society
Try to sound deep and got masses fooled by your lack of rhythm
I elevate while you perpetuate your
"Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo
In Los Angele's, like an Evangelist
I can introduce you to your maker
Bring you closer to nature
Ashes after they cremate you
personal album made with nothing but love
Hope you enjoy
Now you can put your two headphones
Life
The meaning of life
What is the meaning of life?
I think,
Look shorty, cookin me
But I can't get you hooked by myself
Can you just love me
Cause I don't wanna love no one else
Oh baby fuck me
Cause I don't
Shit
Flattered that you think that we worth more than a pumpkin
Please put your pride to the side,
Just put that shit in your pocket or something
ax
And took a chunk right
Out your back and dumped it
In a pumpkin patch
Now your cousins let me show you
How a pest is executed
The evidence mass
ima do hip hop in my knee socks
ima put the heat on, pull your fleece off
call uber eats tell em put the cheese on
plant based but i cut the weed
need no introduction
Your dick don't even function
My dick served a whole luncheon
Your dick, it look like a munchkin
My dick, size of a pumpkin
why they take a rest
On S. Did Simon say the flows ain’t intense
Well just wait till Simon's fried by
the clean rhyming that Saiming Says
Yh I love my
and language but destroyed by interpretation
For now I'm complacent between hesitation and dedication
No path takings The only path left
But until the path left
Lately things been slightly outta focus
Events around me causing commotion
When I'm not by your side
I'm losing my mind
I don't know what to do
This Thanksgiving, need no pumpkin
I'm gon' fill her, eat that stuffing
Now tell me you love me, though I know you bluffing
Tell me you love me, now
these spineless ideas
Call me in time and I might change your life (haaa)
Shaved spears thrown in bushes to kill thieves at night
White lies by dark skin
(in a minute yeah)
Legs in the air got your feet by ceiling (ceiling)
You ain't had sex in a minute (in a minute yeah)
Bae I'm on the way
I'll be there
(uh-huh)
I love you better than yourself (yeah, yeah)
Better than you love yourself (look)
I just need your lovin', baby (yeah)
Who gon' love you like
feel your persona distortion ordered by martyrs
Who martyr self for martyr's sake
Wow fame, if notoriety grew adjacent a jealous dick-riding
and not your girl's age
It gets worse by the annual my career's like a how to manual
So I guess it's understandable man
Oh you gotta love it, you gotta
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