Lyrics:
thing that they told me
Oowee, oowee
I'm in that big body, Dior my sock body
Shooters gon' ride by me
Tell me what's your location
Mask up, no
the pace or get out my way
Ooking at me am a happy soul
But my inner thoughts are gonna fuck you up
418 till the day I die
Loving memories gets me back
never got past our problems
Like the Playstation is not loaded
And how can I call this home
Its more like a BNB with no rooms in
Telling man close but
on little mans
Big goals, you don't waste time on little plans
Stole my heart baby girl, call the ambulance
You ain't touching but you feeling me, you in
call me Picasso
My niggas about it we pop you like potholes
I’m getting lit like I’m off of a xo
Make one false move and you won’t see tomorrow
This
me then copy that
Got some tats
Tell you where my life been and where I'm at
Smoke and laugh
Good times are evolvin' form the bad
Trash the past
Man
at the lemons that the world sent you
So you probably wonder what's it like for me
I need the couch by the wall with the psych degrees
I need the cops in the hall
the man upstairs can judge me
Re-tellers open ya mixtape rappers than they hug me
I control the market, even bootleggers be lovey dovey
Plus the necklace
above gon be hard to break just like my heart
She thought I’ll say that “Don’t you leave me”
But nah, I’m a man and what is done is done
I thought I’m
passed
It's the reason I'm mad
It's the Latino in black
Who leaves you completely aghast
Oh, that's me, Carlos if you can't understand
What
A man with
This chain is buss down
Watch me drop
Boss shit we don’t talk shit man
This chain is buss down
Now watch me drip
This chain is buss down now watch me
something for
And you don't really do it
Fuck you wanna stand next to a nigga like me that really do it and you don't do it
Get the fuck from by me mane
Feel
What the hell is wrong with me?
I'm in a band, ladies can't you see
Please don't judge me by the car that I drive
Or the fact that I haven't had
niggas
Ain't scared of nun of one of these Fuck niggas, SAVAGE
Talking about robbing who
Nigga you ain't robbing shit
They call me Monkeyboy I keep
(Let's go)
Yeah, curly hair, uh
Smooth skin, uh
Thick as fuck, uh
And she wan' fuck with a baller (Solo)
She blow up my phone, man ion even need to call
man
So proud.
Mama's gone crazy 'cause her baby's shot down
By some teenage car chase war out of bounds
It was the wrong place wrong time wrong end
own business
You're an entertaining man trying to be a politician
Stop abusing your position
Follow him, follow them, follow me, follow you, follow
call it improvin' (Facts)
I can't sign my name on dotted lines (I can't)
I can't give another man my life (I can't)
Fuck a handler
I manage mine
I
50 racks ina Fanny
Feel like I won a Grammy I Was raised by my granny
Hot off a lick wit my brudda in a Cameory
My bitch a street fighter I call her
and get my groove in
I'm just versatile my nigga, hope it don't get too confusing
They sleeping on me, let em sleep
We cozy man, we snoozing
I gotta win, I
This spliff's the only thing that I can face myself
This bitch still on my brain man I hate myself
I wanna end this shit but I can't take myself
a punk and never will I be one
This ain't the season, so tell me what's the reason
For a white man rollin' on the side and he said:
(Freeze nigger) with
niggas in my business
That's why I'ma have so much money the shit looks counterfeited
Have some shawties hit me up like hey 3T it's been a minute
When they
They call me Quicksand Jimmy
With the hand moves
She said, "I'm smoking more than ever"
I don't blame you
Weed smoke passing by a nigga
Like the time do
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