Lyrics:
scream but nobody listen
Day by day I rot inside this grave
Panic will break out my chest
Is there any scape from this thought hell?
Tell me, will
the fly by views
Don't have to duck when I fly by you
Hot for a month then it's bye bye
Bye bye you
Tears in my eyes
Blood on my back from all of the knives
He threw it all away
But that's not the way he's seeing it
He picked a hell of a road to go his own way
He took a shortcut through a dead end
something she can't manage
Wake up the next morning, she gone like it was magic
Ah damn it, is on Harrison Ford frantic
My 911's unanswered by my fly
He's like fire and he's heating up
When he starts baby he can't stop
Tell him to quit and he'll blaze right on
Powered by anger, fueled by song
He's
who can blame her
He's the fingers, she's the matches
She's the fire, he'll be the ashes
He is hers for the taking
Love is hers for the faking
Forget
God'll use him
Tatted angel, I'm cuffed to hell with diamond bangles
And this world is a wack bitch, she never faithful
She would fuck any rich nigga
that I'm chefin' think that I'm Creole
I live by the code but that code isn't the penal
It isn't worth risking unless the business is legal
My boy's
You know what this is
It's a stick up
Gimme the do' from your pickups
You ran into the wrong niggaz
We running down the block hot with these pizza
Ha ha Yo, that last one was amazing, them boys is hot!
God damn, yes they was
Let me just formally thank y'all
Before we bring out the last
I'd be in Bath
By sunrise
I read my ticket
By my phone light
The only album I listened to
Was Halloway
On that train ride
When I changed my name
I
This Just How It Is You Making Ish too Difficult
Y'all thought I went missing naw I was Cooking Up Call Me The Chef
Curry In My Pot Spicy Hot Soup I
man's job, ya dig
I hope you're ready for the consequences and reprocussions that you're mouth got the rest of your body into
(No homo) United States is
at school
You always embarrass me
I hate the way you pronounce things
But hell if you're not my kryptonite
Like ice cream on a hot piece of apple of pie
can't believe
It there are ordinary women
And then there is something else
That wants to make you
Tear up paintings and break
Albums of Beethoven
Across
I'm jus' tryna get by quick
I'm tryna drop my shit
I just wanna know when I'm gon' get my hit
Patience ain't enough I get it
I hope y'all respect my
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556
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Uzi clip
Smith and Wesson
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These days
Freeways heat waves
Sensations for the DJs
I'm givin' it to you old school style, no album cover gimmicks,
No intros, no shout outs, nothin' but straight lyrics,
If you in your car buckle
her lip I know what's implied
It's gonna be one hell of a night
My chips are low my buzz is high
You can't strike out with a girl by your side
Luck may
(chorus)
cll the haters get mad(fuck you)
While i laugh thats so sad
Whatsup with you bro the album i dropped no
Well fuck you cuz i dont need
I'll fuck you up
I don't care
What you fuckin' think
Next time you try fuckin' with me maybe stop and think
"Why the hell am I so bothered by this
should
He isn't good, he isn't true
He beats me too
What can I do?
Oh, my man I love him so
He'll never know
All my life is just despair
But I
Y'all niggas scared by a dog, I got my fo'-fo' for y'all
It's like a hot, heated day homie, warfare don't play homie
Better be prepared than try to dunk
Brennan is a dick
Brennan's a dick
Brennan's a dick
Bums a smoke from you with a pack in his hand
Says he'll pay for you and then he changes plans
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