Lyrics:
a true saint
And
Pizza gate was not fake
It was about child rape
Shoulda been called pedo gate
But it was supressed by the deepstate
For the involved
That bitch ain't love me
I thought I loved her
That bitch was for da streets
I left her by da curb
I was gone wife her
Ew yea that was absurd
Shoulda
let
Anybody in my life
In my life
Yeah
I let you in cause
I thought you were by my side
By my side yeah
And you did me wrong so I we can't go one more
me apart don’t be scared of the friction
Told me your colors of course I never listened
I Shoulda listened I
Who’d thought we be here right now
Up In
grown
Who woulda thought I'd sell my skill for a microphone
And be rappin' about it up in the song, slidin' on some chrome
It's long money I earn,
you claim to be
I be judging how you act, and what you say to me
You the first girl, I never said by too
I really thought about it, all upon my flight
about now, Lauryn, Em, Mos, leave boring pens toast
When ninety eight came to a close, yo
Most fold to the penmanship, that we tend to lift the youth
My attack on the fox
Is diss track for the Fox
Some won't like
Others rejoice
In their spite
Not a reason to fight
Oh, what is that
Tucker Carlson
at them fuckers ran them cock suckers off the streets
My niggas talk about me when I’m not around bite the hand that feed you dog I’ll put you down
Bad
he died as a crook
He had a baby that he couldn't raise
And she will never see her father again, 'cause he's in a grave
I always think about
fo'?
I hate the way that all this time to tell what I been thinkin
shoulda told you when I thought about it a week ago
But now I'm tellin you.
This ain't normal
I was told by my brother
You gotta pop off give in to the hunger
Don't tell nobody just stay undercover
Knock all their socks off
before
I shoulda been more cautious I was walking in the darkness
I thought that you would slide for me you slid a couple times its true
You used to be my
song
Do you think about me? Do you sing along
Do you think about me? Now that you're without me
Do you have serenity? 'Cause you lost a friend in me
I
to ride
How could
You take that stand, put it all on ya mans when you was by his side
How could
You plot on a nigga like me, shoulda told you real niggas
by FedEx way a nigga know yo whereabouts
Ain’t no lifeguard doing cpr but I’ll dive in that water & air you out
Ain’t no hibachi chef but I’ll crack
I use that
Machete to Butch Cassidy by the way
His two faggot ass sons' names
Is Shane and Cassidy bang! That's blasphemy
That's the main catastrophe
in my life, but not too many thought I was grown
Who woulda thought I'd sell my skill for a microphone
And be rappin' about it up in the song,
you
After all that, you shoulda told me (baited)
Fuck that, I'm by my doley (grrah)
Fuck that, I'm goin' OD (grrah)
Would violate, but that was
and you was cheatin' on your main man
What's the deal, girl, that wasn't the main plan
I been ballin' and I went purchasin' some new chains
Even thought
brain on his lap
One thing about me, I'ma aim when I attack
Ain't no stoppin' what's comin' when gangnem attack
And you claim that you tough but you know
just need some rest
Just like all the rest
Yes
Yes yes yes
Messed it up last night
Shoulda known we don't live long
Play some songs that you put me
Hold on this song has a little introduction to it
It's ain't supposed to be sad though you might feel it that way
It's a song about desperation,
the sand
And the waves came crashing down on my plans
I shoulda seen the writing on the wall
And I still think about that summer
'Cause I still ain't
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