Lyrics:
on the way (brand new birkin)
She tryna have my baby
I told her ain't no way
I turn the stars on in the rafe to say I went to space (facts)
For all the haters
hoe around
Baby, it's just you and I
I go to walking out the door
She look like she finna cry
I turn around, give her a hug
and hit her straight from
A boiling pit with fires lit
By sparks from Satan's tail
But I found hell within these rooms
And silence is the flame
Turning hours into ashes
And memories
he Ultra Lord
All the bad bitches keep replyin' I only open four
Just turn around switch it to the back I might eat it
No fuck around I might use
gambling with something that was never yours
Water keeps on rising 'til it's at your door
Are you feeling it?
Is it so hard for you to change?
You turn
get hit with a whole dozen
How you call yourself tough when you rap on your own cousin
Turn snitches, burn bridges I don't need money from rap to curve
Escape to high country
The dust turns white and grey
As the sun sets behind
Watch the smoke blur my eyes
Set across the open plains
The sun guides
Turn on the pilot to wreak all fumes
I spit these words called doom
I be voicin this poison to prove a point
That blowin or showin the knowin
Goes frozin
maps while
I turn on the car
I'll drive you round the world and
Back while your on by arm
And then I'll park us on the
Hill with all the stars
Grab my
for my life's appeal
But you shot me in the heart, know that's how I feel
I don't wanna turn away till I'm pacified
I feel safe now and here when I'm by
gotta spin
Turn it up a notch I'll make the whole city hot
Pockets gettin physical wit all these damn knots
How you scream motion when you fuck the same
tips, like recording a movie
And the inf beam red like, we filming the hit
She said, "Baby come on let's get to it
Turn on that camera what you doing?"
I could sit and think all day
About the things that I could never change
And all the things that didn't turn out right
But I understand I'm wasting
niggas they think I'm scary
I make it look like a red canary
I turn this bitch to Bloody Mary
I pull out my MP then I name it Leche
These niggas are
Break your plans
We could wander wild and free
It’s the way we’re born to be
Take my hand
Come runaway with me
To a city by the sea
Let’s Live
nothin’
Niggas turn 69, they tekashi, they might tell on somethin’
Sellin’ out all the Pai, & sippin’ the Wock, but I’m a Quagen lover
Want me shop with
The neighbors calling the cops again
We can't turn down our love
You know I don't wanna end this
But both of us will burn
We love the way it hurts
I know it's
They know that you're different
They've got you on their video tape
Now you're stranded and enslaved
By these terrible primates
They say they know
take her out on a date, if I do then I'm making her pay
Because the bitches that always get salad or soup gonna ball out and try to get steak
Turn my
the wife type
You got the sparkle in your eye
You an angel when you smile
Undercovers in the bed
All day, all night
Layin' by my side
You my girl, my world
boy, fuck a fade Don't make me mad, turn Renegade
Bitch, I'm a demon, fuck a Satan Man, don't know why these niggas hate me
I'll rock his ass on like
it
Switched up heavy
Cause I ain't turn back when I was eating
That's what they say now
My team like Kaepernick National anthem
them boys, stay down
want no shukku dey or here round me
Keep it real and
I'll keep it real with you
You enhance the scent of my room
You done mekk me turn you inna my muse
okay, it's okay, it's okay oh
It's okay, it's okay, it's okay oh
Darling have you said your word
Did you make your peace at all?
Or are you saving me
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