Lyrics:
cold
Got her yelling muy Frio
I'm Michael you're Tito
I might rock
Toxedo
While i roll
Torpedoes
No k2 placebo
Tell Ack
He can keep those
Prerolls
feel so accomplished
They in fear for good reason I’m just being honest
Feel like Jordan with the six rings
Or Killa Cam with a pink coat
Her tone shift
my word on it, my team shoots well
That's if I had a curve on it, no standin in line (who, me?)
My coat got fur on it, I'm a slide right in
And I keep
got to let it sting
Your ex nigga far from the letter G
Fur mink coat
Black belt and some leather jeans
I'm letter P, watching her page, I got to let
much we probably numb to it by now
After all, it's the American way right?
Home of the brave and free (It's America)
Free just to murder me (land
so much we probably numb to it by now
After all, it's the American way right?
Home of the brave and free (It's America)
Free just to murder me
Yea my new bitch she turn heads
Don’t love her I love dead presidents
I’m good by myself company come with that extra shit
No baggage fly on this
and then I delete her, I do not love you no I do not need her
Stevie my bitch cuz' I cannot see her
If I swear I was you I wouldnt wanna be ya
Get hit with
Pulled up in my Gold Yota yeah that 2011
Got a new girl and her name was actually Seven
Her dad told me that he want her back home by eleven
But I'm
My friend passed away
She had bone cancer
I was afraid of her illness
And left her when she needed me most
She first lost all her hair
She still wore
I'm gonna take the quest, gonna break the past
So run and tell the future we love them
Time
To clean
Up this mess
To err in a black sky and find dawn
Glocks and tecs
You're no threat, gun talk, the language of the project
Checkin' shorty with the Black Tail stance, leapord pants
Yellin' fuck her man,
on the track jack
Hit you in the head, with the gat, 'til your skull crack
Blood gushin', head rushin', act first, no discussion
Come with that bullshit, then
like a bitch
It was neva easy running like a bitch
Gone leave ur son, nigga youaint shit
You aint shit nigga
Neva easy being black
Momma tryin teach her
do you no harm
And I don't ever wanna wake up
If this a dream, then I don't ever wanna wake up
Put my arms around her waist
I feel my heart beat
on a telephone pole!
No. she never looked back she just said "go driver go!"
Well I know I could a caught her
But I ran outta luck!
She was long on to Lufkin
once said by Black Thought that "Things Fall Apart"
Knew I shouldn't have been messin' with dude's girl from start
But I pimp from the heart, the art
damn
Shake it wit force
Right on my lap of course
Tell her buck like a horse
And I'm eating full course
Be
The
Real never forced
Kill
The
Pussy no
a galaxy from an old Moto
I needed some space these hoes is a no no
I needed new faces niggas breaking bro codes
She think she the shit I told her she smell
swept under carpets
And pencils sharpened for targets
By that I mean my literature is my death note
I'm prisoner to her bed post
A visitor with a trench
The coachman said, "It's but a play of the knights of the road,"
"Oh have you no shame!?" said the Lady to the coachman,
"To pass her by in her hour of need?"
out of woods sent her back to the store
Yeahhh
I sent her back cause she not my hoe (No you not)
I'm a rock star that's just how it goes (Yeah)
I got so
Riggins, oh no!
Manager leaves, he let me cop from the low lows
Slacks and polos, you better watch that
Boy in durangos, blazer, and mock neck
Almost
the Christmas tree don't mean sh- to me
You're kicking me out? It's fifteen degrees
And it's Christmas Eve, "Little, just leave"
Ma, let me grab my f- coat
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