Lyrics:
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Lil bitch hit my cup now she throwing up
I kicked her right out told her uber up
I'm serving that pack in a Lyft
I might boot up and then I might
serving music to your plates
Now put yah headphones on an rage
I'm crushing up a couple pills I wear my problems on my sleeve
Then I roll a couple zone-ahs
further the plight
High as a kite while serving the pipe
Take a turn for worst I'm searching for life
I'm fern on the verse no return from the curse I burn
into a freak
For me I get a water you just get a Leak
Pressure
Feel that pressure in my head
Gotta get rich if not I might as well be dead
Stop serving
Soldiers get deported after serving the country
Execs in club fed for embezzling money
My students killing each other
Noone seem to care
Cause its
Hold up, hold up, hold up, get the bag and the keys
We gonna switch it up with UBI and give it for free
'Cause we deserve a president who's serving all
Big bank take lil got Ps of da dough
Back in 9th grade sellin 3s for da 4o
Remix up da wok serving fiends alla Ro
KARO
Hot Boy Yella what you doing
I'm steady serving crack stacking up these racks
Young nigga moving them packs I came up bagging them sacks
Play with me
the bacc blow her bacc in
Rubbing on her butt as I buss on her chin
Fucc busin a nut she tryin to get it in
Pacc came in and I'm bacc it
Serving Js
ain't kidding
This a warning
Cause I got my engines turning
And my tongue has started burning
It's a little bit concerning
I'm serving a special cater
conversate
I don't wanna talk, pass me the Wock
Sip on Ciroc, I be serving on the block
223 with a beam
Yeah that shit mean aimed right at your spleen
I am
Serving whole scriptures
Vegan soul dinners
Speak and flow
Teach and grow
Speak and flow nigga
Speech is so monumental
Seek to put it in motion
Maker
Dyed my hair i don't give a fuck I can't blend in
By the texaco serving pedestrians
They know I got it ain't no rhetorical questions?
I'm an Ahk I sold
herself again
I just pull her cord
Like a bungee
When I was serving that semester
She knew me as D
With double E
Shaah had puked
When he had first
Yeah it ain’t free
Bitches on my body
Tryna get w me
Bitch I ain’t feeling that
Curving them swiftly
Niggas tryna front
Then I’m serving up a 6 piece
for the rookies nigga, still claim contender
On the post with diesel, L.A star Center
Pitchin foreign shit boy
Fuck Rosetta
Now we serving data
I told him maybe
He ain’t the one but I’m seeing him mainly
I told him plainly
I don’t need saving
Serving it up
I know this what you craving
Black
this brother with a beer belly serving drinks
I was too pissed to say a word to him Cos when i get emotional and throw round words
I always hurt with
jumping, music bumpin while im in the trap
The only way to find it you gone have to have a treasure map
I'm Diego serving yayo, got the monkeys swinging back
serving fake bottles of lean
And I was selling pills to had my hands on everything
I had to watch the way i moved cause n***** tell everything
But money had
a memory up on these dinner plates
Meaning I eat my words that had never slurred
Serving back into the mouth that once spend 'em days
Saying prayers hoping
These are your hands these are your feet
Free in your plan serving where you lead
Father may you reach this city now
May it now be witness to your
you was serving
Loved you for who you are
You turned to another person
I turned to a star
Now they turning up my verses
You overlooked a nigga
Now
elevate the youth
Maybe future generations wouldn't need the generator
Maybe senators would be serving us so we get the paper
But who knows why life is
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