Lyrics:
This pita right
Six feet alright like social the distance
You'll be alright
This the message in bottle at sea
I be role modeling remodeling all against
Let's get some things out the way
Embroidery by Julie
She got the Hoops needles and threads
To sew mouths shut when you snitchin' to the feds
Chasing
Mind feeling bland.
Greened out on xan.
Ounce in bag.
Woods in my hand.
Murder she wrote.
Heart turned so cold.
She ain’t medusa but she turn
look cute in all white girl, don't gas me
Toothpick in my mouth like I'm Diddy with no Cassie
Catch an attitude again I'll call your ass a taxi
I got
the mouth
I've been drawin' landscapes where the crops are in a drought
To arouse sympathy from you, a message in a bottle
Keep diggin' up the past like
forgetting
Some days you wish you never would have opened up the message
You opened up your phone just to see your mama textin
Read in detail Lil Sam went
seats in the plum rover
Your girl sent direct message, next minute she showed up
Ayy, Wooskee, alright I'm done bullshit right now, we on vacay let's go, need to stop overthinking, let's go
Ayy, new people in the room I gotta
Awudah
Yungtee han
Orilomo
Have been through difficulties (ajeh)
Through the rough and thin
Han
The stardom is near
I see that in my dream
No be film
CountIn blessIngs lIke the number ten
Lost treasure but was found agaIn
CarrIed a message In a bottle lIke the oceans dId
What a treat
QuIck release
of sinners
Put my message in the bottle
Tell the genie to go spin em
They always take from me
I have nothing to give
Except my soul
If it's beneficial
They
Late nights near the edge of my mind with a bottle in my hand but
Wrath is in my eyes, these days
I don't even got the strength to cry, tear ducts
that bottle of red
In my cup, today's just one of those days
That I don't give a fuck, I'm walking in a daze
The liquor's creeping up, begin to sway
dance upon the waves
Or maybe all the passages were shone
For sailing thru the day
There's a message in a bottle floating by
Given to the current free
boo
Yeh, you can find me in my zone, yeh
Leave a little message on my phone, yeh
Don't be stressing that i'm not at home yet
I'll make sure that I leave
Fucking piece of shi
Use that middle finga cuz life is a biatch
Yeah
Use that middle finga cuz life is a biatch
Go!
A mutha fucka chilean in BA
It was all nothing Till I made it something
Now they hear me on the mic and they jumpin
But back in the days these motherfuckers weren’t bumping
at Olive Garden
Wine bottles on tablecloths
Balling out like tea baggin'
I'm paid, I copped Alfredo sauce
The manager comes up
Says, "Spose, we love all your
He says as he's pressing the buttons on his keyboard
Another message left to make everyone laugh and tomorrow it all happens again
sitting in his
Let's face it, it's wasted, and the thought police can't taste it
It's fascist, it's bondage, but who the hell has won this?
He wants a piece, she
And birthdays are wasted on the few
Who found someone to sing 'em a song or two
Way down by the water
With the bottle he brought of something strong
Princess,
'Cause I'm in it with artillery most these spitters are half breed
I'm just sitting in my seat watching the world go by like it's half speed
Planting my
I gotta message in a bottle, never thought I was awful but I still raised the bar
'Cause I'm back on the top now
Goddamn, look at that, why stop now?
want
Like a message in a bottle
Will I ever be caught?
When is it enough
Whoa
What's wrong with me?
Am I overreacting?
No-oh there has to be
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