Lyrics:
tripping
Yuh
By the way
Hearing my flow makes a better place
I'm gonna pop and then he gonna run away
It make me happy when I see a sunny day
Know every
copy, Jealousy, they watching (Oh, Oh)
Think about that, following my back, I'm the front woman
Bros by my side, Gon feel the vibe, Ain't gotta lie
my sleep is gone for too long
I get bored way to fast
Things that lasted were my songs
All memories in contrast
No one understand my past
I was
lived in his car
At one point you went solo
I know you were tryin'
But your songs just sounded like
A German Shepherd dyin'
A hundred million Backstreet
stayed up all night wondering if the
Eagles or the Beatles were the world's best band
Since you've been gone I sit by the phone
Feeling like
trust a nigga, shit, I almost lost my life
Last time that I was speedin', caught a case, I had to fight (bands)
I can't fold on none of my people
the hollows but we send the blitz
And my cocaine white like Adele
She say "You need to quit smoking" like bitch, "how you know?"
She said, "Boy, I can tell by
to allow
You're my singer
Lemme be your song
No matter what you want to do
Let me pick along
I just want to sing along
Country ladies
Take us by the hand
gal
Joining the band, leaving her jungle
By my side, wasting her big city life
Sailing her boat back to me
In wonderland, she could be my gal
Walking
on the throne
I gotta smoke just to get in my zone
I flew to Cali and made it my home
I just be putting my soul in these songs
Stuck in the trap yea they blow up
of a band
And they call him the muddy Mississippi band
My girl was Ruby Colter and she was on her teens
I took her out to churches to socials schools
And the band began a song
I'd heard before
I saw a man and he danced with his wife
How I wished he was dancin' with me
'Cause I remember before
When we
tell she drive a BMW
'cause her body made wrong
You can tell that rapper lame by the
Way he sound up on that song
Boyshorts and thongs
That's gon' turn
I don't know what love is
We even got a secret handshake
And she loves the music that my band makes
I know I'm young, but if I had to choose her
on polar
She tryna control me I'm not a controller
I keep the lights on by stayin so lit
That ain't no milk that's me on her lip
My shooters are wild they'll
akapelo on you
I'm just asking you dude in the form of this rap
Since you got the number one band
To spread some truth on the land
Rouse my army and blam
dropping bands on my music
Last year
who knew I’d end up here
Who knew I’d be writing songs in Malibu, sand in my feet
Cruise life by myself, Mind
bonds
Didn't know that life would hit this hard
Caught by surprise, my mom told me my aunt was gone
Can't stress no girl
Before I can give her my all
I'm
the sun
This is the time and the place that we have some fun
Now take a see to check the pedigree
of the band that's spelled S-T-E-T
The rhymerator,
Mixtape - Over Age 35
Krystal Polychronis & Danny Faillo
Verse 1
Found a box under my bed
Blew off the dust, took off the lid
Band shirt sportin
Got a bitch make a nigga go broke on
When she walk by got me singing slow songs
Heard you wifed that hold on hold on
Heard you gas hoes like you left
labels on my dick, right
If it ain't 50 million, that shit hit, right
'Cause every song I make, that shit a hit, right
And see every song I make, I get
labels on my dick, right
If it ain't 50 million, that shit hit, right
'Cause every song I make, that shit a hit
Right
And see every song I make, I get
if they want trouble just know I don't text
I made a few bands on the song of you want
I gained a few fans left a few of them shocked
Before all
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