Lyrics:
My trap house doing digits
And I can't waste my time
On no silly bitches
I'm steady countin' paper
You niggas counting change
Y'all sent me
y si te joden el Karma se activa
Nadie sabe por que aquí no hay salida
Si tienes Fé de lo malo te libras
Sugar let it go , let it go all the pain in
Mercedes
Tell me, baby, why I'm thinking of you? while I'm counting these bands while I'm fighting
Depression? Yeah they told me that I'm next up
All this
happened to you, huh
What happened to y'all niggas, man
problem, a .38 revolver
[Bridge 2x]
One, and in comes the two to the three
(cin't none of y'all better than) ME!
See I suggest you go back where you came
workin' my last nerve, you won't believe
Girl bye girl, bye girl
They had me workin' overtime everyday this week
Sis I'm tired
Aht, aht, aht
Will y'all need
up
Don't know why I got drunk, shorty told me I'm a punk
Smoke too much skunk, fucking up my lungs, like, bitch, wake up
Okay, lil bitch, I do what I
off
Her boyfriend don't know why she is off
Give me a night
Đưa em đến ngày mai
Không biết đúng hay sai
I don't give a fight
Give me a night
Đưa em đến
it
Remember why we locked in
Take it easy on me
Take it easy on me
Take it easy on me
Make it easy for me
Take it easy on me
Take it easy on me
Take it
let nothing lack
Id regret it eventually
Thats why
Iv rejuvenated this passion
Theres no one who could take it
From me
Its forever lasting
Doing it
Return of the Mack, yea I'm THAT nigga
That's why Stormtroopers in the back tryna blast niggas
Somebody tell Massa I'mma "Bad" nigga
If I go Jackson,
going insane
I don't understand this pain
Why you keep up on my phone
Now I'm making this time
Making this time call
I don't give a fuck though
Come
and all the other things
I wish I could hear from him
cause I can't change it
you are part of my makeup
I wear your face man
maybe why I cover in
that's why my timeline's precious
Mistakes were all a lesson
This life is just a blessing, but there's vipers in the kitchen
You gotta stop and listen
the Good lord should've taken me"
Juli'll pop ya head with flame, draw toast
Mess up your face à la Edward James Olmos
Got clips I send y'all, I'm from
what u can
How'd I go all in
This time I ain't falling
Like why'd I go all in
This time I ain't falling
Gave me the knife
So I took it
I mighta
With that kid
So deja vu
This is my last message to you
I now have a clue
To why ill neva fuck wit u
Me and Nate, never fake, fuck around with us
you a life
I'll be aiming for success with no plan, nigga, why try?
I got haters in the comments, like some little spies
You just mad I took your bitch
She ask why I'm gonna keep up the speed
You're gonna never beat me
And I'll always be at the top
You're at the mall for the T
But you can never bring
the fuck we doin here
Why don't we just leave
Heard you from the streets
Well you can help me flip these zips and we can vanish for a whole week
Or if you
out, and overthinking
Now my clothes don't fit
'Cause I'm, afraid of what might happen
If I take it all in, and finally listen to my sadness
Why, do you
I get the picture
As to why it's been a battle
To find reassurance in yourself
Your feet ain't used to walking solid ground
I almost married you
Where the fuck is Churro
Where the fuck is Churro
My weed smell like B.O
I get high to keep y'all below
I'm so amazing, yeah, like we know
Boutta go
and make sure it do great things
So when I look back on it later, it brings a tear to my eye
And makes me proud I saw it through so, that's exactly why
That
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