Lyrics:
glass
I no need to pose make you know say my guys hard
If I waste liquor just to show call me bastard
All my guys get am
Shey you no dey see the canvas
sound and it's coming your way
I got way too many songs, but they're stashed away.
I could do this all day
I'ma lock in once you give me some space, yeah
Wussup
I am the big dog
No one around really gives fucks
Fuck
Yeah I make big bucks
Fucked your mom then I switched up
Got my dick stuck
Freeze frame image
much love,
That brings the pain,
Can I keep holding on tonight,
If you’re not here, by my side
I can’t sing,
Up in my mind,
All the songs,
We
pro
Now u see slime I'm not your average joe
Trust issues from being back stabbed by a nigga u call bro
You can see the snakes once u keep that grass
, I got everything I want
I'm singing all my favorite songs
Before I turn 20
I, I have everything I need
A grown up and I make it seem
Not scared to be
write a fucking passage
And if I make you song about how much you mean to me
It would be nice if I could get a reaction that doesn't leave me empty
the rules with fools
I used to take my motherfucking tool to school
See I been thuggin' all my life, trying to live right
You ain't even gotta ask
I got that
I get up at seven, yeah,|And I go to work at nine.|I got no time for livin',|Yes, I'm workin' all the time.||Chorus|It seems to me|I could live my
online with some false claims
His girlfriend she smart got good brain
Bad by design she gotta good frame
Lil Spanish broad came from Spain
All I am is
violate
All my homeys smokin' reifer
Hope I don't violate
All my nephews and my nieces
Hope I don't violate
We gon' leave it up to Jesus
I hope I
an adding machine to count up all the women I've ruined for other men
Now compared to me, Paul Bunyan is a screamin' fag.
I can shift more gears and pump
platinum card no maxing that
[50/50 Twin]
Balling is a habit baby
Chinchilla, makes my jackets baby
I don't want to get cash, from rapping crazy
I
Yo, Wooooooooo
I fuck that bitch all in herself
I did it with no body's help
Yuh factor
This is a long time coming
Got white hairs nigga proof that
the flu
Hot fashion
Love it when they mean all that sly fashion
Least 100 G's in my ride passion
Used to think I bought a
Ride just to crash it
I got
FIVE STAR
Boi supreme ft Laxxy Ogb.
Told y’all I’m the man with the vibe nigga ain’t come to play.
I set the party ablaze, got 40 stoners
Ooh
I've Tried to get up by myself
But sometimes I feel I'm someone else
Who fights to make me hard to help
Can you hear me from your vantage
Try
gone for the day, I'm by myself
Buckets of throw up are next to my computer
Hoping that they show up 'cause what I'm about to do to 'em
Would make
Lexuses
And all the girls I know got the big big breasteses
I got a ten story mansion on the beach
With a swimmin' pool filled up with the drool of Robin
Shot a nigga for smokin rocks on my mom back porch
Damn near graduated and got on that dope
My, work is an art, I am better than smart
Homey I hustle
a mind that match her nice taste
Plus I got the mind to snatch you like weight
Why you wanna tie me up like Rick James?
Reverse the Porsche as long
Hope to live long
And song songs
That will live on
After am gone
So don't Mourne me in my funeral
The day that I die
Just try and get high
With me if I
Like every day we drink the pain away
As all of them who see the very end
At least in the song that they’re playing
Am I the fool for never giving up
've seen events that've confused and bewildered me
And through it all, it was He who delivered me
He took me as I am, no makeovers involved
Any problems I
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