Lyrics:
Do you really think my friends
Wouldn't lie for me
They'll die for me
Got my feelings spillin over
Had enough cups
Yeah I'm barely ever sober
Drunk
Let me start it like this.
F you and ya miss
Wit chest, i said that
Aint no takin it back
Yall think Robby a doll
Yall think Robby aint bold
Im bout
real to me
Starin' at these fakes tryin' to fit in and it was killin' me
Opinion of myself was adopted by those I kept around
Definition by experience
spine, aye
(Pushin on your spine like that)
You takin' off, my Calvin Kleins, aye
It's summertime, I'm tryna hit it by the pool
Share that knowledge, girl,
covered by the darkness and I just wanted to see the light.. wonder what it would be like
I'm so sick and tired of being played now I'm that mean guy
more comedy time
I'm a Family Guy
Yeah, I'm a Family Guy
cnd I'm doing great, there's no need to check on me
I feel the best, I'm loving 2023
I dodged
the kind
Of lyrics out my mouth that make me big bad don, takin' kids' legs home
You can't even back a sliver roach, you know
That type shit, and then watch
I wake up with that 40
But you don't hear me though
Uh, you know, I'm just tryin' to let you niggas know
On gang shit, I'm takin' this shit over
Big
I swear this girl is ah bandit o
Someone call the popo tell them say I don jogodo
Tell them say I don jogodo
She has taken over me
She has taken
winning every fight
I walk by faith and not by sight
I know you see me shining bright I got that light that you can't dim Gave my life over to Christ, he
turn into that guy
Keep on crashing
For hoes that bring me bad vibes
Gotta good prices
Why they call me the bad guy
School smart all Martine's side
But
Oh yeah
I'm pretty good at takin' care myself
I always get enough to get me by
So if you're askin' for a little love
Well, baby, there ain't
on my pimpin'.
Drop the nerd you with,come smoke a joint with he who's winnin'.
Ain't like them guys who wine and dine to keep they women
My bitches only
can’t make up my mind
So come on over, hang me
But baby you better be...
That kind of mischief on it's way
He’s a guy who comes by with a different way
Shoot for the stars like Mamba
Jumping over Mars like Mamba
I wanna best and you know I'll never rest like Mamba
Block it like Bamba
I'm locked in
This is jail, 3 burners made Tina Turner dance
Probably, you kidin me? Only my man bust side to me
I was gotta be slicin the pot, if I divide it by 3
as I say no to them, their true colors they show me
As you're sleepin' I make all your enemies my homies
And then it's always I'm the bad guy
Took your
are still emergin
I'm right by the skyline
Lookin' over the skyline
Old places and times that you weren't there
Ohh why ohh why ohh why
I'm right by
I'm only going by what I see
But from my view, he looks pretty perfect to me
A good-looking guy that you'd wanna be kissin'
But what if there's
Holding away
Words that are going over me
Was it all vain?
Someone better need to be
Strike like a knife
In my heart so deep within
You by my
the law
You come up in my room look bitch you takin' it off
Follow me, I slip 'em slide 'em rip 'em ride 'em provide 'em
With that West coast G shit,
the law
You come up in my room look bitch you takin' it off
Follow me, I slip 'em slide 'em rip 'em ride 'em provide 'em
With that West coast G shit,
thoughts
Smoking on thunder
I'm lonely
No one by my side
I still got my guys
But only a few
I know who really gone ride
And bust If they slide
Kill for my
anything she does
Could it be overwritten
By the power of love
And it's not too late to start all over
And it's not too late to impress her father
That
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