Lyrics:
You think they really fucking with you but they not
But they stay hating on me and I know they want my spot
I just send my bro the addy so he can go
of France
Nothing further, I jumped
Grabbed my Goyard trunk
Got ready to 'Walk it Out' like Unk
In my John Lennon chucks
That's when I heard Murder
of France
Nothing further, I jumped
Grabbed my Goyard trunk
Got ready to 'Walk it Out' like Unk
In my John Lennon chucks
That's when I heard Murder
and send me back
The Irish bombs the Afghan black
Kissing you by the burning shacks
Those days I spent with you
On those stones a sacrifice, a vow to forgo
on
oddwin just hit my line
He's playin' Valorant
He's askin' me to get on
I don't even play that game, piss off
Off of the muhfuckin' Perc'
I'm pissed off oh
being followed by the hogs
One time's on my motherfuckin' line
Why the fuck the swine had to get behind a nigga like me
They must think it's a G
inside of the well
Barrel still smokin'
We tossin' the scale
Foldin' a nigga
He crossin' the line
Usin' the scissors
To cut me a line
If he reachin' fo'
hood
Knocks on the block were looking out 'cause she was doing good
Me? I kept it square and out the way like they knew I would
Ain't nobody flinch when
Fuck karma shit ain't never been fair to me
My girl send me pictures but it's blur to me cos I'm numb ( I'm numb, I'm numb)
Body fresh ,soul damaged
It don't matter, any time of day
Just hit me line and I'm on my way
Send your location
And, i'm coming to you racin
I'm on my way, you need savin
to biz, you know I'm a diss them fast
So play like 98.7 and kiss my ass!
Cause me and rap is like peanut butter and jelly
Which reminds me of a song by
to California about to send them through
Pull over out-of-town tags on the rental plate
Why the fuck you think these niggaz call me Interstate
Told them better
blast no more
Yo, they call me motherfucking John Doe
[Chorus]
[MC Eiht]
Real thugs roll cause the Westside's sick
Which enemy depicts to catch
that you niggas is chasing
Change up the weather I need me a beanie
John Cena cause you niggas can't see me
Bad bitch on my line get to the money ain't
tryna flip and
Drift with me that subliminal shit
Then bomb for you braggin' bitches
So prepare to get so so by some real Outlaw
(Well, I just heard some
Winkle, sleeping on me
Consider this your wake up call, backing down is deep in your dreams
Dreaming of my surrender, like Aerosmith
You can Dream On, 2020
to emotionally scar me
If you're cutting my grass
Like a lawnmower with faulty blades
Leave you burried or snatched
Then i give my grass a raise
I be like john
an asshole when he's off the white lines
He can hit rewind when the time flies by
And go back to when we were flying so high
Yeah, take me back, take me back,
rags turnt them right into riches my life on the line best believe Ima risk it
Just hit da plug tol'em he gotta send it
Paper cuts on my fingers that's
line
(I don't need a hug)
Your boyfriend's lucky that I know
He's a good guy, even though that one time
I showed up unexpected
And he punched me in my
From da cradle to da grave Your responsibility-I doan mean maybe Da bottom line sir, dat YOUR BABY / Chorus You gotta play by Kinja rules Forget about
serving my call of duty (By all means, it's my call of duty)
Granny told me with a lot of money comes a long line
Sometimes, I get so tired, think
Then dip me under where you can feel my river flowing and flow
Hold me 'til I scream for air to breathe
And wash me over until my well runs dry
Send
Then dip me under where you can feel my river flowing and flow
Hold me 'til I scream for air to breathe
And wash me over until my well runs dry
Send
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