Lyrics:
‘come addicted to the time on your hands
Too many people want a piece of your world
cs they're pulling down there's no turning round
If you ever
she wasn't there
But a young new detective is hot on the case, shows up at her house and he calls her by name
He says, “I'm sure they deserved it, it's
yeah we gone
Made enough for a first round of bond
She'd be shook by the shit that I know
I wanted free food need a managers code
I don't know him yet he
Fuck yuh mean yuh waa fi lef yuh better sit the fuck down n nuh bada get mi vex n stop fuck round wid mi love u naa nuh sense ano jus now suh u stay
Yo
Death callin
Arrough
Yeah, I move like death
Got it on tap
Got demons by my side, yeah
I told ya, I got it
I told ya, I got it
Yeah, my coffin
ass nigga
My guess is you look up to walt
Cuz you must be fairy tale
Thinking you a true king
This that breeze In the trees
Your style and drive
I
stick pretty gyal a get bussdown
Me mek her cum everytime when she come round
She pussy tight me nuh like gyal wa run down
Them kind a bumption
Deh by
guessing
She said "I really love your style you send a message"
Never play round in my sessions
Shawty wanna just Get Lit
Trynna catch a vibe in club and she
then you gon' feel it
It's no lie
Why lie
My dick ain't transportation, you can't ride
My style too solid , my nigga you can't bite
Your smart phone
This here rap is a thank you note
now pick up the beat while I clear my throat
The story begins with a volleyball school
Words set to music by
Ai Gang shit Overseas shit OOOWOO Its meeee
Woi Sea Sea Two Thousand!
Sea Sea Ai ai ai ai Two Thousand
Bro said pour it up we're gonna get burst
They
style is so ill
It made all my haters sick
Imma destroy ya one by one
Like a fucking cancer stick
Now that I'm back
Lemme hop to it
Time to face the facts
Ahhh
Huh
I put it on me, I put it on Gs
Blood stains on my neck, she kinda freaky
It ain't like me but it's likely
That she wanna go many rounds with
like that
Yeah
Do you want me to change my style
I say no
I say no
Shawty you for be like that
I've seen a lot of girls around the world
But nobody
Well I was out on the prowl
Riding round, casing out
Faculties out on the town
My notions wired, running wild
And I shocked myself
Right into a state
Fuck it I feel like this beat gon hit, cross em on out like a rico list
VHS in a CR-V on a EBT tryna eat your bitch
Fuck it now I'm riding round with
Saving me It feel like
I'm touched by an angel
I'm mesmerized so evasive them angles
Swear I saw the light
When Shorty dropped the panties
Round her ankles
cnd almost having fun leave a nods up to the sun
I play with matches
where plane site crashes
into Bulletin boards busting shots atop some buildings
almost having fun leave a nods up to the sun
I play with matches
where plane site crashes
into Bulletin boards busting shots atop some buildings
black
to go by
Was days where I only had 50 Cent you should know I
Ma get rich or die tryin', round here bullets be flyin'
Mommas be crying cause these baby's
the glocks or box I can promise you ain't lasting more than 3 rounds keep the 40 on I 40 headed eastbound drop off a package pick up a shorty in each town
got a different style
No Mystikal
Let em know I'm really big pimpin' now
Droptop when I came round
Make it jump hopscotch on the playground
What do we
Girl I been running circles
This marathon keep going round in my mind
I know you'll come in first place
You ain't no runner up
That just ain't yo
This is the last time
That I let it slide
Lost my self control
Been runnin' round like I ain't got a home
Alone
Did this too many times
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