Lyrics:
Mommy dey call
I no fit pick up
Cos everyday I’m busy
Show me the way oh my lord
Wanna make it like weezy
On the street top many call me blood,
Cos they
that's named Karen
I'm feeling good man not caring
What they saying bout me
I been aligning my chakras
And preserving my qi
Plus i been burning some
at the muhfuckin crib
Im digging her guts and her walls
I think that's why she call
I think that's why she call yeah
I think that's why she call
I think that's why
spits as it blackens our skin,
And i could unown you,
And sink to the hum of your mischievous din,
Yet never disown you,
By the creek that will gurgle
hate me that I ain't never met
Never talked to me, never even seen me yet
Only thing they know is I'm where they tryin? to get
Respect it or check it
That Fahrenheit crush makes my dudes mob. That's why I have no interest in your public spiel.
Here we go again, I don't want to hear it. (X3)
You
yeah, let me see
With Ciroc in the system?
Ain't no tellin' will I fuck, 'em or will I diss 'em
That's what they be yelling, I'm a pimp by blood
No
been smoking weed for a very long time, why should I change?
And plus they say that ecstasy shit fucks up the brain (Brain)
Ah, why should I, just
to cross of my bucket list
But I don't understand why by I do that
Why I want to buy time, when I just waste it
Why am I loosing my brain cells for a plaque
We all have fallen from his grace
I'm glad He saved me
Live by grace through faith in Jesus
I looked up at my iPhone clock it read three three three
Distracted by the chaos on the field, it's commotion
(Hold on)
And I'm just hopin' that we make it now
(Hold on)
See, y'all can take a break soon as you learn
Wrote my own props, living in the PJ's
That's when the Angel Gabriel said "It's all a Masquerade"
Eyes with no face, speakers with no lace
I feel that
Syrus did it
Syrus the virus they call him
When I finish with 'em, please, his name is Swiss cheese
My main focus is his right-hand man Mousey
Sheisty
And it's peak fighting Cupid
Though his love ain't got a thing on you
When I got caught by them boys
And they could've take my life right
You told me leave
swear to God
I lie in it
[Chorus]
And I'm finally buried alive
I'm losing this game they call love
I'm always one step behind
I'm losing this game they
that knowledge for
She dissed me in high school, no reason to acknowledge her
Lead by example, I don't fuck round with no followers
Follow up
Pour up, tell that waiter bring another drink
Order hundred Jack, we gon' drink it by the bottle
Roll another one, I know you're fiending so I'mma get
suppose that's why they journey on hopeless capers they can't figure you out with spare hands and scratch paper
Behold as it was written God the Father
the greatest thing that he could create
That's why everything you do they often try to imitate
Ain't give you the credit it's evident that they love to hate
finding myself alone
I got demons, they like Mongols, the way they invade my home
And I target all their fallacies by writing all these songs
It's on point,
and forgive
They call him Mr know-It-All
Could've sworn that he knew it all
Man, he thought that he known it all, nah
Till the judge said "Life" three strikes
of that girl
She's the one that I need in this world
Some people say that I'm no good for nobody
They keep putting me down - Why can't they leave me alone
at my grave
People are blind to the world that they in
We on the same page but divided by 45
Fancy the rich but cannot all be fortified
Tear down their
drinking by them old houses
Weeping over babes gone by
Be cool and cry
I was thinking if you'd like to come
I know it's late and the party has gone
They
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