Lyrics:
pressure lately I been going through it
Unexpected outcomes hit me like a bullet
Ayy, what makes me happy? I don't even know
Stay at home because I
Can't
to useless
The boys in blue asking questions but I'm clueless
The heater ain't by me I keep it in the tool kit
Folks thought he slick hit em one time now he
speeding
might forget the keys
I'm sorry but I am not texting you back
Tell me how you pull up wit no pipe on yo lap
Cuz you know all them shooters be demons
than your video
Fuck a sadiddy ho
This that rap city flow, hit Flex
Let the city know, shit
By time you hear this
A nigga will be up on Arsenio
And I got
I've been starin' at the city, put me in tunnel vision
I can't even leave Atlanta till I run me up a million
Pour the shit up out the baby bottle,
feel about that
Fresh run that muhfucka back
Let's get physical
I know you want to see this body hit the floor
You can touch on me, but take it nice
not sippin on 40s
I’m by myself, I’m just tryna quarantine
I’m smoking on Runtz, this shit got me soaring yea
I’m in the studio tryna make this enormous
how the fuck did I end up in prison?
Fuckin' snitches
They got me crossed by my own side
I found him by his self
No drama, he alone died, nobody
Loving too hard
Give me just a second to breathe
'Cause you've been turning all the tables on me here lately
Whenever you would get up in your
The only way, for me to come back, is by makaveli
That's it! all these motherfuckers stole from me
I'm takin' back what's mine
Laughing you
I hit the trap when the sunrise
I break one down and the rest goin' for the high
I got them bricks 4 the high
And the purp by the pound
I'm
Yo Devil
You want to rump with me
It's JAW$
War you going to get
Here I am
Aiming for the headshot
Hit the Devil right up in his face
He will get
in the earth, dirt
Filling' up my Hearse
When I die, bury me like ten more feet beneath
So if I come back from the dead I'll be trapped, and you'll
stay in
If I hit that pussy she gon’ tell me it’s amazin’
(GOLDMANSHIT)
It’s still that (GOLDMANSHIT)
Going up some more and shit
Level up a song
up that weed and smoke
Light up that weed and smoke
You wanna take a ride and get high with me
Air walk with the Chang hit the sky with me
Just left
drip, but you'll never see me slip
Flex on my ex like I just hit the gym
Made her pack her bags, pack it up like a zyn
Demon time tonight, baby, said she
this money
You want your issue, fuck you, push up on me
You ever seen me, pistol it was on me
Ready to handle business by my lonely
But I keep some
(Aye, lemme get a 8th a dat,)
(You know what I'm sayin' pourin' up by da treys)
(Yea aye what ya sippin' boy, aye what ya sippin' boy)
(Zone 1,
at him go, head so far up his ass
We'll brown nose
Hop on his dick, then talk shit, yet I hit
Every mark that I make and I strive for
I'm the greatest
to pass time
I'm losing my mind
Yeah I call her phone, but she just hit decline
Yeah she just hit decline
You did me wrong on purpose
Guess I just deserved
This ain't an act, my life like a movie but you can't write that
If you think you ain't gon' pay me my bread, you got me fucked up
Catch your ass
We own the hood (For real though)
And we live by it, die by it then ya heard me
I got crib in Florida, and I don't even stay there
Been bought
They left me to die, the voices brought me back bitch
Poppin’ pills and driving, got my son in the back bitch
I can tell by how he said it he won’t
Got the crew and we drippin' right now
Saucy with the word play focus on me now
Hit the highway I got seven bad freaks
No lie they wanna skeek skeek
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