Lyrics:
the sky.
I'm the carry-out kid when my trigger's in cock.
I'll be carryin' out bodies stiff as a rock.
Carryin' out a million dollars in my pockets
da-da-da-dum, dum-da-dum)
Fuck y'all then (dum, da-da-da-dum, dum-da-dum)
You can get the dick, just call me the ballsack, I'm nuts
Michael Vick in this
why everyone always rock wit you
Cus you just a cool ass nigga to be around no cap
So what place you tryna go to bro?
Damn I appreciate that bro for
Ding dong, I'm at your door, here's a gift, your like wait what for,
I turn around and don't say more, I just leave, like please,
Why can't I just be
yeah, yeah)
Of how I'd rock the mic, and make it to the bright screen
I'm tryin' to make a dollar out of fifteen cents
It's hard to be legit and still
the real crazy, psycho sick move the lady
Sunnin' so nothin' shady, kid pass me the three-eighty
By my sack, cock and load it, your world I'ma rock
wohoa
I guess I'm never gonna learn
I've drunk the last time you stood here, you're by my side
You thought that it should be just like the good old
I'm burning sage,
I only know it cause I wrote it better turn the page,
If you don't know by now I guess you gonna learn today,
I got no filter I'm
the mother feel the pain, but what you famous doing?
I'm sure the general population trying to be more active
But when the light finally catches you, you ice
needing to be in a coffin
To be coughing to be living to be alive
‘cause I’m a dead man fucking walking
Listen, I like that, nice
Everybody around me eating
Michael Turner
Then they say it with your chest
Better think with your head cause I'm poppin' up your vest
They be poppin' on the gram until they poppin' in
lovin girl all night, so I can sing hey now
Time is passing over me over me
And I’ll be waiting by the phone to hear your name yeah
Yeah… I’m gonna rock
I see you all, hundreds, what
It's either sink or swim? I'm trying to be paid to full rock him
Pockets never slim, who me, who him? Just another
own way)
When am I finally gonna learn? When I'm six feet in the dirt?
Think I'm cursed, I need to get out of my own way
I think that I just hit rock
Low
Oh, no
Don't me up on the Myspace flippin' out
Trippin' with strippers you think I'm digging out
Me sayin' that "I'll never be taken by
of
Myself as someone who was below
The normal because I was
Always above average and I always
Knew deep down that
I'm the best my mindset is to
Always be
to these hoes, they always gon' miss me
Wisdom of solid men, I'm always gon' listen
Saint Michael and Saint Jermaine always protect me (protect)
It's
The way that sip on this syrup it’s slimey it’s slimey it’s slimey like ew
But you know I’m gonna sip it
Alex McQueen I rock different
Aston Martin I ride
the money
He acted real funny
He hocked up a rock and
It TOTALLED my car!
Oh, do you
Know any trucks
Might be bound for THE VALLEY?
I don't wanna
This time
I'm emotionally unavailable
I'm sure it must be hard for someone like you
And maybe you just think it's another bad excuse
But darling if you
are now rock you are now rock music)
I think it's time to make some changes around here right (huh here we come)
Josh Morton Music verse
We
to be
They told me take my time
When writin' for you, pen it carefully
I said, "Nah fuck that i'm disrespectful"
You gonna have to smack ya
Mother
I'll let Michael Jordan be my stylist
I'll rock one of them baggy ass Tracy McGrady suits
I've been poppin' since I was 5, that was in '82
Believe
Yeah, used to rock minks, then I changed to rabbit
From out the garbage, I came from Abbott's
Used to be righteous, then changed to savage
Bang my
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