Lyrics:
I wonder how the hell a brother lets himself
Get into somethin' he can't out of? (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
A lot of my friends are sick
Thousand dollar shades on
My lil' homies boost 'em
Songs bump in Houston like Trae
Tha Truth produced 'em silverback nigga
I suggest you get used
drip
If god told me punch a kid, and you'll never get sick, I'd beat up a kid
Fuck it, I'd burn down an orphanage
And my pockets looking corpulent
I'm
off, shorty
Alright, would you slow the hell down? (Got to give it up)
Back, yo, back off shorty
Like everyone was chasing my fine ass
But when
S tier gang
Beige recliner stead, pillow on my head
Sony speakers and receiver hook up to the rest
Wattage box is nice, for apartment vibes
Joker DVD
Insanity, DVD, how I stretch 'em out
What the stress about? INS best out
Fact, you knew that before he left the house
Fresh at the produce section
Gaze at my
This bitch never gave me chance
So I check the gram and she got buffs on
I'm not the average nigga
So I got my buff on
Push ups every night
Plus
Man I don't give a fuck
What you gotta say about me
Cause I'm free
And I found my wings
Y'all shit's clipped
So suck my dick
And kiss my nuts
Cause
the norm
I'm gonna take the world by storm, just give this one listen more
If you ain't pick up what I said, you ain't really about it
This ain't slinging
is on your lips, my bum is on your lips"
And if I'm lucky, you might just give it a little kiss
And that's the message that we deliver to little kids
But then the rappers that get em done had albums that flip-flopped
I never flopped an album in my career
You could stand in my shadow and you still
Can get it off by tomorrow
It's wicked when my favorite uncle kick it
Fiends trying to kick the addiction
Of sucking glass dicks
Vivid images go against
I want my life with you
I get back and she like
Where the hell you been?
So I tell her hell is where I've been, babe
Hell is where I've been baby
She
(Chemicals inside my brain, no)
Chemicals inside my brain imbalanced, wish i had more time to be with you
I'm imperfect, we both know this
Why do
When the romance missing
Damn I look just like my fucking dad
Bitch I got it by myself
I been grinding tooth and nail
Can't nobody see the hell that I
feed all I ever see's twerkin'
Couple bad women on my line hit 'em in the DM's
First thing they wanna ask for is a Birkin
Gotta be a sign like Adam
irritates
So high but no chance
My little chemical romance left a bad taste in my mouth
But I approached her like hey Mercedes why the long face
Why
to me like i’m a kid
Being so condescending
You don’t deserve a mention
You went and stole my best friend
And i think you oughta know
That i’m never
Hell
I gotta make it to Heaven, I hope I make it to Heaven
Some say I'm paranoid, I say I'm careful how I choose my friends
Been to ICU once I ain't
Hell
I gotta make it to Heaven, I hope I make it to Heaven
Some say I'm paranoid, I say I'm careful how I choose my friends
Been to ICU once I ain't
man
I never plan to change
Burning Buddha got that
Buddha on my chain
Heard my shooter gotta
Judas in his aim
Tie'em by a noose
We gone let'em hang
Yea
I'm takin' your kids' brains, you ain't gettin'em back
With a move of perfection, my dissection
Some call it lethal injection
I'm gonna fill'em with
To give a fuck about opinions
When you've been left
By the ones you love
Left alone with the ghost inside
When all you got are those Chemicals
Dead no soul
(Woo)
I'm a smooth criminal (Smooth)
Diamonds on my wrist, they all blue
Literally (Blue)
Shawty wanna give away the formula
The chemical (Chemical
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