Lyrics:
dollar recording budget, man
Sprite commercials, video directed by Hype
Offer to role in that new move from Spike
Bleach my teeth white, body like D'Angelo
a scammer bitch out in D.C. all she wanna rock, it's that B.C.B.G
Keep a nigga fed, that shit trip you in CC
Say she love it when a nigga video on the TV
Call
It's been fucking with my brain
A therapist can't help me 'cause I doubt that therapist knows how it feels
When you feel like everyone's tryna be with
Them niggas stay hating i could never be like you
Say he got hands I could fight too
That boy say he a shooter
Young man we got pipes too
Pray that we
is going to be Hillary Clinton!
You might not like it, but they gotta
Hear it i ain’t here to massage
You with a fake truth, telling you that
Hillary
leaving tonight I want a good morning kiss
So we all walk home and I promise I'll be good
I try, never quit like the little engine that could
Not leaving
If my life was a video game
It'd be in 4-D and it'd be fucking insane
I'm being unstoppable flying faster than planes
Running down the tracks
grandfather, aunt, and half-brother lived next door, they would
Not watch her for any length of time
I was renting out rooms of my three-bedroom, two-bath mobile
Inspiration, while certainly a state that can be practiced and multiplied, is by definition
Not a constant resource
Exterior influences are probably
Cookin' up yae in the pure form of a rock
This is how we clock, stroll up on my block
Three in the morning po-po at my door
I'm wonderin' if
may be backed by the Army of Artifacts
By the time that I’ve enacted a pact
I’ll have made some history
I may be sued for breach of contract
But
the lights off with you
That's all my vision
Hook up ps3, Dvd's, Final Fantasies
I'm in your fantasy, sing like 'Riah back in 93
"Baby you gon be all on me,
like yours that
Left no space for a breather
Then Skepta comes around
With a flow that breaks down
More times than a P-reg Vauxhall Tigra
To book Skepta
I-i-i be kickin' shit like Solange in the elevator
The goal when you try to kick that dope
Stuck on the respirator
Got symptoms of withdrawal from
open doors that's the reason niggas locked out
Trap spot look like road blocks bring the blocks out
All my rich friends tryna shop bring the clocks out
Raise a toast
Came this far
I could just cool on the rocks like a brandy
All of this shade
Never was a glass house guy
But I keep stones by cause
That’s why they made a YouTube channel out of a sudden
That’s why they subscribe but won’t turn on the bell
That’s why they like the video but won’t click
top 10 that’s where I be
ADHD add me onto your tv
12 times 3 I do 36 per week
4 plus 4 got 8 in my family tree
5 add to 5 top 10 that’s where I be
I
what I'm sayin
[VERSE 4]
I may not got no flow
But I ain't pimped by no negro
Backed by some
Cracka wit
His ass by the door
Therefore
I can never be
get the lo , then we spinning like some DVD's
This shit easy, ebk like one, two, three
He ain't even get the chance to sing his son his abc's
We get
that's what she is,
And when he finally saunters back at three or four,
Don't let him in, put the chain on the door."
But of course I'd let him in,
that's what she is,
And when he finally saunters back at three or four,
Don't let him in, put the chain on the door."
But of course I'd let him in,
motherfucker
That nigga me
And he grew up on poverty
Grew up on robbery
Grew up on ebt
He grew up on dvd's
Grew up had to wash the ones down
Just to keep em
for his live like a coward
Why you running? Why you running?
Dip him down
Trip him, stick, stick, stick and bounce
Where's his phone? Whip it out
That
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