Lyrics:
my last dropped in
Whatever happened to Syze
Fuck free, no dough please don't ask for flow
Work sixteen hours seen my family grow
So please don't judge
i be on that set go
Please don't be upset at me I
Feel like I been stepped on
Pardon all the hell I bring they tell
Me I should let it go I'm
Not but
"I don't really like to
Hear the squealing animals
In the cemeteries, when they
Do their rituals
But they give me free vodka!"
Y'all ain't about
to the floor like a shark elevator
While ya swimmin in another's sea I'm currently me
Ya payin for yesterday- I say weren't we free
I got nothin but love for
hate it
I'm sorry not sorry
Better then us? nigga hardly
I beg ya pardon ya Dolly
My life surreal feel like Dali
You couldn't keep up in a rarri
Rollin
like I'm independent
Never leave a track pendin'
Still actin' like I'm broke and in the trenches, it's part of me
So, pardon me if I don't buy too
Yeah, yeah
Move yo' body
Don't nobody party like your body, pardon me
But I'm through
I got eyes on something that ain't you
I done seen how you
we’re telling ourself stories for our sake
And I’m waiting for another sun to set down
And some new moon to do its job for free
And I’m telling myself
Who on my dick
Get off my it, this dick ain't free like K.Dot said
Oh shit, I'm Warren, hello, miss
Oh shit, want foreign cars and minks
Y'all
For Jesus bled and suffered for my pardon
And He was raised to overthrow the grave
To this I hold, my sin has been defeated
Jesus now and ever is
level artistry, so pardon me
If I appear to be speaking too cockily
But this is my house, you bout that? Then silence me
Or ride with me, the oddity,
For Jesus bled and suffered for my pardon
And He was raised to overthrow the grave
To this I hold, my sin has been defeated
Jesus now and ever is
When I wake up, no makeup, half naked, I feel like I'm the shit
Pardon my language but hang ups do not define the kid
No, I'm not flawless, I'm
we ain't laying up
Dunking that shit from the free throw, niggas fucking hacks
Got the simulation glitching, bitch, we busting back
Now they leaning
nur, wo bläst du
Pardon wenn dir das zu hart kommt
Straßenrap, Ekmek Para Cer also im Cargon
Wird der Beat rasiert, 7er tiefgelegt
FFM Butterfly
mind on my money no time for nothing else and well
Never gave a fuck for free without an invoice
If she invited me to fuck then that was her choice
in the flame
I'm talking black, pardon the slang
But the flame is like Flocka
Young man always gotta go hard in the paint
We talk foul
Digga, Haps oder free
Zieh dein Weed, aber wie viel Eier kannst du ziehen?
Aber du siehst, in Dicker Busch geht schnell (geht schnell)
Para machen, aber
it hit me like a fan
On the back of my hand I don't know who I am
But I'm free for nothing good for nothing too
Crazy to dream and still crazy about
by lonely beats and O.D.B.'s dope rhymes were my first words
Like, can I beg your pardon
Fuck you, can I say what's on my mind?
So one day I started
time you loosen up
Changing ways, don't come with a manual,
I'm learning with every mistake that I make,
Pardon me, I might be that ignorant,
name
Get back in my house
Back up all my past
What more can you say?
Pack up all your bags
Breath as hard as you
Beg you pardon dear
Touch it
Oh man turned 98 he won the lottery
And died the next day
It's a black flag
And your chardonnay
Death row pardon 2 minutes too late
(chrous)
Isn't it
And I'm gonna see the same lies
Coming in the next 4 years,
So pardon me if I don't cry when
Your election goes the way it did.
Chorus
I need some
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