Lyrics:
minded niggas envy strength cuz they ain't solid
Top seeded nigga wasn't defeated by the bottom
Life like Adrien Broner not a fuckin problem (my nigga)
I'm an optimo and a tall can a dope verse Benny Canales been in the game go ahead and ask the coach first
Your a doobie clip with the roach thirst my
my business
Taking my time
That be the mantra
(Mantra)
In the benz bumping Luciano
While I pull up to the opera
My dinner date love pasta
I'm heating
fishing out the impairing
Start with the squares then
Cut the fat off the meat
Drain ya pan of the grease
Game with no plan
Is like flame with no heat
hungry they eat off my plate
Fell in love with money since I was 8
Tryna run up my bread before its too late
Talkin that shit
But can you walk it out
Nigga
vest
Go postal, double clip deep in their chest
Unload, reload now you failed the test
If I continue your foolish requests
I'll die by the sword or be
sleep
Sometimes I feel like I'm the problem
If it weren't by me
It was fundz double 3
No further responses
Auntie said I'm a real bad breed
I just skin
face, bitch
If you ain't learn by now, I ain't the one to play with
Ayy, walk inside a room and I might excite a bitch
Why you watchin' me? It ain't
Eh yoh big brr up in this bitch
No complex zone
Man dem distract dong yah
E nor funny
No complex 2one
E yoh watch am
Man dem lost love na the sie wae
bring the moment, time to show me what you mean, I see the scene as it is, then get opportune for bizness
Im plannin night scapes, kickin the game, that's
naw we ain't scared ho
(Project Pat)
The pain is what, I'll bring it to you dawg
No love for those, who ain't about there hog
The script has flipped
got my crew turning up, disrupt a chump, ain't no punks doin nothing
bring the scene to life, feeling right, lit tight, slice up the pie, and meet
motion
Fucking you raw, ain't using no Trojan
Upgraded yo life, you got a promotion
Uhhh
Sad ass, mad ass, bitter lil nigga
These childish ass games don't
Stop The Love There's clways Good Reasoning
cnytime I Drop c Pan It's clways Mac Seasoning
I See You With The Fake Hellos cin't Paying That BS No
you are, we come to clear the whole affair
Bullet missed your head, I was blinded by a solar flare
Lucky you, walkin' on thin ice like a polar bear
love is dead punk
Gotta roll the dice
Forget em mask cause 12z watching
It hard to find
You gotta make the fucking move
Man you after shine
12 dot
that I won't ever fit into the game
I've been swayed by the comments that they leaving on my page
When I should really get a grip and count the checks
rappers punks
Honestly sometimes it feel like
It's me against the world
Some days i guess it is
It feel like all my friends
Are hanging on by a thread
you fake by the look in your eyes(no surprise)
Soft like a bag of fries from five guys(soft ass)
Yeah(wut)- you heard what I said(ya heard)- my words
is see through
Hiding in plain sight knowing that they deceitful
Ugh, but you buying what they selling
Fell in love with it and you just endorsed
still jiggle
No time for goofy niggas show stars on the Wiggles
Tickled by the color pink
Men with big brains who think before they speak
And stay quiet
a shank
And I'm kinda fucked up cause I don't love a thing
Don't run that game on me
Cause I'm Yung Cobain
Your bitch my bed missing nose ring
I shoot
go by
Five, drive is in sight
That's vroom vroom skirt
And if ya fuck up we on ya
Matter fact go head & take a shot of patron
Another king was pulled
spitting game hoping I’d hear
No one broke a bottle but ya bitch done broken a mirror
I said
This my debauchery
Ya girl she climbing onto me
She lying
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