Lyrics:
got sixteen more to feed
Love, oh, crazy love
(Let's us say a poem)
(Alright, June, I'll say the first line)
(The rabbit's nose is shining, I'll
the only heart you're breaking
She's somebody's daughter
Yeah
You're worth more than just a text message when the night time fall
Whole lotta friends
it means giving up my life
I'm willing to give it up, give it up
Always one who loves more than the other, but
I don't mind, I don't mind
Little
the streets and everyone will know who-
-I am, the illest to spit
since I was sixteen
A young queen
Just living out my dreams
Ain't nothing I can't achieve
Got
platinum yet
You a little boy to me, nigga, I kiss you on your forehead
Then tell the bitch you planning' on marryin', "Gimme more head"
How can I take
said he's lookin' for a man
to move some old cars around
maybe me and Marie could find a burned-out
van and do a little settlin' down
Aw, but I'm
said he's lookin' for a man
To move some old cars around
Maybe me and Marie could find a burned-out
Van and do a little settlin' down
Aw, but I'm
wild.
Now you playin' with a fully-grown man, with a fully-blown plan, with a fully-loaded clip.
I don't play with little kids, I spank that ass, boy
voice
Little coward baby boy
We are not your toys
I think that its time to switch it up
I got some water in my cup
A little drunk but when I write I need
like that I'm shy
No one by my side, everyone is blind
Apathetic lives don't reach out to neighbour
I apologize, I shouldn't have been born
Why am I
here flossin', Big Willies, we Willie Lynch 'em
Pull out the chopper, rappers hittin' the ground
Like every bar is a bullet, when I pull it, it sound
What what
For my family, nigga
This for my family, nigga
H-world in here (yeah)
All Out in here (yeah)
Bad Boy in here (yeah)
Some nigga's
picturin'
Ever before revenge is probably probable
They settle the score
Shit, we don't settle for less
We settle for more
We never was ballin' and still
give em something to stress,
More likely even less.
[Chorus]
My life! (My life)
Lil' nigga bailin' through the hood,
Livin' crooked like I
to me
You wanna get in? Put a sucker's head out
Sound a little hot for you, boy? Then, toy, get out
Syndicate mob ain't nothin but hardened crooks
You
smile at a girl who's playing
Nervously with a handkerchief beside me
She smiles back
And I feel a little less alone
I look around again
Searching for
And ironically, when you do it that way
More people end up saved
I paved my way by scrapin' it
You ain't never seen a nigga
Like me, if you did
I guarantee they was
the accumulation of the symptoms
Everything you wanted seems a little less important
When it's all drowned out by pain
What's the point of the focus?
Why'd I work so
labels when you know my name rivan
I'm out, out, out, out
I said I'm out
I'm a black sheep baby, I'm a take a different route
I'm just a boy and I do not
less black top little more dirt
My daddy done taught me all about work
Still love a good steel and a fiddle
You can find me way out in the middle
boy from Mambisa
Short of luck less fortunate & many a time life dealt me the cold shoulder
And the more I grew older
I thought I was being accepted
we got your attention by now, right?
(Holiday Season)
Nicki Minaj, DJ Holiday (Holiday Season, nigga)
Mister Entertainment
Shouts out Trapaholics
we got your attention by now, right?
(Holiday Season)
Nicki Minaj, DJ Holiday (Holiday Season, nigga)
Mister Entertainment
Shouts out Trapaholics
that sell out all the shows
That got the guys and girls on their toes and
Got them yelling out for more and more
Of that other worldly fucking flow
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