Lyrics:
out, when I was damned
Song for her in Amsterdam
S-song for her in Amsterdam
Love it now? I just began
That shit good! Another gram!
Buy another gram
Buy
Damn (Damn)
The ideas just be flowin mane the melodies come mane
Damn (Damn)
Off the top of the head, lowkey this could be some
Ain't mean to get off
that
I gotta trust issues bad I ain't liking anyone
They think I got my shit to by the feds I got another one
She topping kid yeah damn I'm in it
I'm
or shake your mic*
[verse]
My freestyle's gotta be that of a child prodigy
I rack my brain just to spit another flow outta me
I leave rappers dead and their
me in a trance like Medusa
She give me good brain, she my tutor
Bonnie Parker, she'll turn into my shooter
Bad lil shawty and she came for the mula
a song but fuck it
Go on bitch and suck it, yeah, you knowing that you love it
Sitting right above it, yeah, you thinking that I'm loving
Baby I'm just
to reach for the shotty anyway
So I blew him away
Just tryna get some gas now his brain blast (uh)
Frozen thinkin' about what just happened
Now it's in
you in stand by
Damn GOD damn GOD damn
King Bison
I just went ahead and
Said his name in vain
Hail to Mary man
I'm praying to the Saints
GOD forgive me
when life gets hard
'Cause I've got brains and I've got brawns
And I can write a damn fine song
So I'm gonna make it
I'm gonna make it
I'm movin'
Oh, it's just a pimp thing
Pay the rent thing
Guarantee steppin' strong with a lit mane
Ain't seen nothin' wrong with a big ring
Let me end up a song
Yeah
Everybody showing up it's about damn time
All invited to my party have a damn good time
Pass another beer or tequila and lime
If you not having
addicted
Bad habit, there goes another bad rabit
Damn it, another wasted youth in the orbit
What is the profit of living a life of sarcasm?
Masturbating
walk, just like me
The Too S-H-O-are-T
I might be young, but I spit this game
I start it with P, and it ends the same
If your brain is lame, remember
outside in the damn rain
No one giving us a ride to the damn stage
I'd rather die by God then take the damn hate
Nobody even knows who you are man
But Imma,
tells me, howd you come up with this beat, these bars?
It just spawns inside of my brain, surrounded by pain and membranes
My longest song yet and im so
permission to sell a damn hit
I say what I want, when I want, how I want
Try to stop me, get your fuckin ass stomped
Call me a bad guy, but in reality
Most you
bad
The Feds said they heard that I know where them birds at
And my old lady say she saw me with another brizzah
And some of the boys shot up my
up my pain
Yeah, she going insane, she giving me brain when I'm smoking on strains
Yeah, I got a bad ass girl fuck my ex okay she got replaced
Yeah, no
to the damn song
Took a few drugs uh huh ill end it all
Pain, take it off
I've been taking hit's over and over again
She hurt me so bad can't fuck with her
If you a bad bitch, this your song
Take off your thong, you an outlaw
If you a bad bitch, this your song
Take off your thong, you an outlaw
If you
scientist lawyer soldier maybe a doctor
Just know my soul frequency on the highest octave
Turnt up and locked in
Burnt out brain rotten
Words out I
everybody's talkin'
Hell I'm just another guy
If it were up to me
I'd say just leave me be
Why let one bad apple
Spoil the whole damn bunch
Gold
says (damn)
And that's what the audience gets (woo)
There isn't a part I regret, cuz every song is something dark I oppressed (All of em)
And They like
cause its mine
Let me hit that shit like just rewind
Ima hit that pussy one more time yeaa
This a love song, this is our song
Damn you so fine can't keep
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