Lyrics:
in my head
Telling me to do all this fucked up shit, man (Yeah, what's this?)
I don't fucking know, man (What's this person named then, Tyler, huh?)
a thing to ball, doing this shit for all my niggas behind the wall
Went up down and fucked up, but who the hell
I'm gonna call too many demons in my ear
make men into boys
I destroy your whole family tree
Chop it down
Hip-hop is longer now in this repertoire
Get your wardrobe torn out your closet
Walls
my shit
With something Gucci on clinging to my hips
Frontin' with the Star Tech ringing in the whip
Icy ears, neck, fingers for years
Got the show
I got eyes all over this city, yo I cover mad ground
Surf the waves of traffic and yo, I get around
Everybody in the kitchen when I'm the one cookin'
say because it's on me.
I got ringing in my head since I don't eat,
And won't sleep.
You all want what I got but, can't face the pop, like pac.
This
fingers want me out, but I ain't no quitter (Yuh)
I've been outta my mind
There's always lessons in strifes (Yeah)
I've been outta my mind
Don't make me
All this pain, all this pain won't go away
I'm tryna make a way for my bro Stuck in this situation, I can't change on
The low They done said a lot
man
I never plan to change
Burning Buddha got that
Buddha on my chain
Heard my shooter gotta
Judas in his aim
Tie'em by a noose
We gone let'em hang
Yea
confidence
And I'm confident in my sound
Imma try in lock down the whole world
But first, I gotta lock down my hometown
I come in, I've got a show and I'm
confidence
And I'm confident in my sound
Imma try in lock down the whole world
But first, I gotta lock down my hometown
I come in, I've got a show and I'm
can see is a bunch of smoke flyin'
And I'm so high that I might die if I go by it
Let me outta this place, I'm outta place
I'm in outer space, I've
can see is a bunch of smoke flyin'
And I'm so high that I might die if I go by it
Let me outta this place, I'm outta place
I'm in outer space, I've
Word my move, we too smooth, no indictments (hey)
Yeah, freakazoid lightning (lightning)
Fifty-seven ninety in this Breitling (Breit')
When I got
will birth the skies blue
Disguise you
You will be my boy toy in your prime ooh
Purple Hues and Mahogany Highlights
She only wanna fuck when the times
got money so I'm actin' different
Did it by my lonely, so I never listen
Stay callin' my phone, this lil' bitch, she trippin'
Just leave me alone,
Swear those drugs were my life line
I've been living out of fear
Yeah
Now I'm clear headed sober mind
Got me grinning ear to ear
Yeah
Swear those
I ain't lookin' back, nigga.
I'm a douchebag to these pussy ass niggas.
Hammer in my drawers but I nail yo bitch.
Blunts like fingers, I'm bout
soul here to sleep
With me
Lost
You may think that I'm lost
But I see the way clearly
Like I haven't seen before
All the Time
Your sound in my ears
pointing fingers off at your trial (damn)
My Rolls-Royce with my driver in it
Gettin' fucked up 'cause I ain't got to drive (yeah)
That Kendrick on them
looking out for me
The ladies, they go wild for me
Back to the front, left to the right
And everybody up in the balcony
You can tell by my accent that
with some smoke in my ears
And a head full of steam
Run up the racks, and spend it, and run it back
You know thats the motto
Tryna get to this cream im
while the other hand throw a peace up
My other hand throwing We without the e up
I got like five more man I'm something like Shiva
In that Fall of Rome
give me all ears
Cause they know God got the boy
Chronicles of a lost boy
Momma told me hold my head high and spread joy
How I'm making waves while in
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