Lyrics:
I'd like to be a good American and write an elegy to the automobile
But no matter where it takes me I don't really feel any different
I got one
the Dominican Republic
I went from chopper, boat to boat
Back to chopper like fuck it
C.E.O's gold dig for my nugget
But my minds protected by hammers you
love for that
Them niggas stole my swag but I don't want it back
My nigga uh! I was on this, but now I'm onto that
You see it in my closet before it's
Lindsey Lohan, did this by my lonely in my room yeah bitch I’m golden, had to learn yeah had to overcome no time for moping, walking thru the rain & all
Don't be that stupid
Don't be that foolish
I'm not going through this
I won't be that stupid
I'm trying not to go
And make the same mistakes
But
gotta move
Now it's on to Texas and to (Georgia)
They tell you what they want, show you what they want you to see
But they don't let you know what's
Light Skin
By cream by snapchat filter ehh
Hashtag Team Slay Queens
By hookup by crook up by shook my sister
Open for business in Lagos
Lekki Girl canteen
you stressed)
High tide by the sea having beach sex (On the beach)
Right vibes in the sheets playing keith sweat
Respect's all I got for my wifey
can do it for the love)
But I'm never stopping my poppin'
(These numbers don't lie, but your love is superficial
It's the simple shit you need to pay
I am young, but life is short
Do I end as dirt
Or reawaken in court
Where I'll be judged for every mistake I've ever made
Don't need anyone to tell
So you don't prepare for the death, you live for the life
And live right like, do right by your kids and your wife
Have fun as a child, yo them years
nights, right
Short days and they turn into the long nights
I pray that my soul is going to be fine
No don't leave me out to dry
Just stay right here by my
Got no time
Me don come online
I dey pick Zelle
I dey pick cash app
Venmo, google pay and even PayPal
So that's the style I choose for my life
Jah
I keep going back for more
Where there's nothing from before
I can't be your midnight love
Oh, oh, oh
When your silver is my gold
I can't be
to blame with no one else
No going back on this one
The choice I made for life
'Cause all the hurt that's been done
So many reasons why
I don't what
jar
She said son have control
She said everything that's sweet ain't good for you, no
(That's what she said)
And everything that glitters ain't gold
One time for
I haven't rapped in a long time
But God said
Get back on this mic young child
I don't like war
I don't like pain
I don't like drugs
I
I felt the change in the weather
Since we're not together
But I think it's for the better
That I'm by myself
We don't have each other
Because you
the rear
After the first few weeks i knew the end was near
But let a big fat bitch just grind my gears
She's a gold digger so yeah take me to court
For
Strictly focused on what I'm in this rap game for
Not for fame and screwing every whore after whore
With all that AIDS stuff going 'round, tell me how that
to lunch
Going crazy in the getto try to kill me
My little homies lost life, y'all fools feel me
I pack a D cause I'm paranoid at night time
Brother be
That's that shit that I don't do
I been tryna bust you open like Zion's shoe baby
Fye me up
Yeah fye me up
If it's going down tonight then invite me up
Fye
Pac-Man (what?)
Check out the *****, CcT scan (damn)
Boy I'm going beast, X-Men (yep)
Don't care if she a dime that don't mean she keep it a hunnid (what?)
Going against the Mob
Ask Shorty what that cash did
That's a bad mistake
Yea that's a bad mistake
It might have you face down laying on the pavement
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