Lyrics:
a demon
Man I stalked up racks on racks yeah
Feeling like Robert freeman
Man I want that Gucci belt
I bring da heat boy watch you melt
I remember I was
I just pulled up to the office, time to link up with my partners
Bring a quarter to the table, we can go and get a dollar
Put my bitches all on hold,
Get gone and get with it, hate it or love it
I can't even lie man, sometimes I'm like fuck it
This should be addition, these niggas subtractin'
get by
I walked home from work and it rained all the way
My wife left and didn't say why
She laid all our bills on the desk in the hall
Oh these days I
Just to get by, just to get by
Ask him why some people got to live in a trailer, cuss like a sailor
I paint a picture with the pen like Norman Mailer
it's burned out, turn it 'til it's turned out
Act up from north, west, east, south
Everybody (yeah), everybody (yeah)
Let's get into it (yeah), get
it's burned out, turn it 'til it's turned out
Act up from north, west, east, south
Everybody (yeah), everybody (yeah)
Let's get into it (yeah), get
don't know why I even fool around with you anyway.
There's a brunette up in Tulsa
Who cries for me.
And there's that blonde
Down in Nashville, Tennessee,
picture the prettiest stories
Only to wake up
All by myself
What is the good of me by myself?
Why was I born
Why am I living
What do I get
What
been on some dog sh*t but focused on some Adderal sh*t
Been on that blog sh*t but can’t put me up in yo vlog b*tch
I won’t get caught snitch cuz I been
just not my kind
And up on the catwalk, up on the catwalk
And I don't know why
I will be there, I will be there, I will be there
I will be there, I
dummy
Lil Robert won't chill and just get to that money
Poppin' Percs, I take three to the head
I can't focus, I keep seein' red
Have emotion I'm
you know I work so hard all the day long
And everything I do just seems to turn out wrong
That's why I wanna stop by on my way home and
Let's go get
a 40 when the sun go down
It's a cold winter, y'all niggaz better bundle up
An' I bet it be a hotter summer, grab a onion
Yes, the ROC gets down, you
Lopez, four kids
And I gotta take all they bad ass to ShowBiz?
Okay, get your kids, but then they got their friends
I pulled up in the Benz, they all
Let me tell you 'bout a girl I know
I met her walking down a uptown street
She's so fine you know I wished she was mine
I get shook up every time
I get high when I see you go by (my, oh my)
When you sigh my-my inside just flies (butterflies)
Why am I so shy when I'm beside you?
It's only
Uh, yeah, the boy Extra
We right back at it like we left somethin' knaw'mean?
It's the R-O-C, since 9-6, you know we get busy
Got the young lady
what'll I do
I'm goin' honky tonkin', get as tight as I can
And maybe by then you'll 'preciate a good man
Tell me why baby, why baby, why baby why
You
to be boarded
And get all mixed up
Doubt
Delay
Sound tricksters
Pro audio pillager
Bound em
Gag em
Tar and feather them,
Then send them overboard in
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And it was from you i was so pleased that I
Had to sit down and type an immediate reply
Even though Ken is shouting at me to get on
With a script he
See you've got this look upon your face
Spit it out girl I just cannot wait
To get whatever it is up out of you
So tell me girl, what it do?
I'll give
the back
And you get on top of me and have a brother goin', "Oh, oh"
Girl, I love how you roll me right
I can make you a celebrity overnight
Why don't
here with me got that smoke
Every girl in here gotta look me up and down
All on Instagram, cake by the pound
Circulate the image every time I come
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