Lyrics:
the wave was biblical
If I divide the fortune then show me it’s reciprocal
Hours you put in slaving, it got the funding critical
Maybe I’ll take your
Remembering how you had
My lips twisted in knots
When you gave me all you had
And i gave you all i got
Your heart is entrenched in my thoughts
This sacred
ate a plate in my face, I wanna eat too
Now your man's a rat, and you still with him, you might be one too
Whole pint of Wockhurt gone, it's just me
ate a plate in my face, I wanna eat too
Now your man's a rat, and you still with him, you might be one too
Whole pint of Wockhurt gone, it's just me
Man I got hit by a brick
I ain't tryna make sense on this song
Cause a girl called me whack and now I'm spazzing at y'all
Does she know how long that it
see it in your eyes
That you need a girl whose gonna have you right by lovin' you baby
(Oh)
I said it's real, how I feel
I won't let you hide from
to get attached
But this is Therapy, if ain't you ain't got no one to show you as much care as me I understand
But don't you doubt it every part of this is
Say he got this, but he need your mind
Girlfriend one, girlfriend two, then you
Somethin' ain't right in this group
Tank on E, they parlay in the coupe
made it out my city
When you come from where I'm from, and you ain't got shit, I know that feelin'
I'm from South Park and Mcfadden where they did it
them man lieing
Omode we ain't buying, buying
No dreams for sale stop trying
You see the roley shining, still I ain't got no timing
If he talks wass I
is dead: now's the time to fight
If you read your nation's history and all you feel is pride
What you read was propaganda that was trying to hide
and ain't no time to waste Time to face your fate and I pray you don't end up in a lake Do whatever it take so many mistakes we made But we gon' all get it
the trap if I seen him then he would've been clapped
Glock got 40 I got 40 you do the math
This 4GS never leave my glock
Up in Texas im at your man
ain't shit
Got it all day, get it all day
Hoes y'all chase, wanna fuck me
The things you niggas brag about, ain't shit to me
I feel it's only right to say
Got no problems, my weed lit, got nowhere to go
So we ride and we smoke til we can't anymore
And keep floatin'
Pass it to your man, roll another
rap long enough to dig a whole
In your crates, copping big button drugs
You got a dub and shake thems the breaks
Dodge city got my go-go dub plate
straight through your man's plantano
You'll get a pushin rod for bein a rookie paw
And puttin your head in the next man cookie jar
We supportin,
Uh, yeah, yeah, yo, it goes tick tock
This is for my niggaz in the bridge, blocks
Comin' through better hide your wrist watch
Because niggaz, well,
come back and get 'em, so just hide the blicks
Let me see your phone, I'll call my mama, she'll send us a Lyft
It's 2:00 AM, it ain't no drivers, let's
, I gave you a break
Like house arrest fam, you betta stay in your place
He thought he gonna blow
So he did some blow
Man, his beat's too slow
Plus,
touch her in the right spot
Making her hot making her roar
The beauty ain't got no shy spot
To the 1, to the 2, to the 3, to the 4
Oh baby Rita I know you
're ready, girl, I'm first in line
You gotta know
Ain't like your ex-man, baby, I ain't one of those
I know you're different by the way you take it slow
we bring to your city
619 909 homies tell me 'Are you with Me'
Bumping Lake Side with the Brown Bride through these city streets
With phat ass rides
Called out a couple names
Had the game gossiping' never heard me on a
Track with Lady Sovereign, with her modeling
Think you're sick cause your vids got
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