Lyrics:
watched niggas stuff they face guess they ain't see that i was hungry
I was dealin w dat pain shit i was big i done got bony
Rap don't work i'm grabbin 5
whack like its a repo thing
I’m going in, I ain’t coming out
I got a style and it ain't running out
But my life’s running out, we don’t live forever
Everybody wanna know where you got your stuff
And you say "Oh man, I got the muthafuckin plug"
Everybody sayin', "Aye, where you get that from?"
You and me make the whole world jealous
God knows I know my homegirl's precious (ya)
Life is crazy I know god lets us
Chill the fuck out, I got this
'm smoking off the rip
Facing blunts
Fuck a pound I smoke tons
I got hell of loud
And I stuff in my lungs
I've been stacking up my green while I'm smoking up
they call me the boss
I ain't stealing no more cause I got what it cost
I'ma grind for to get it, it won't be a loss
By the end of next year, I'ma triple
at the store on all Louis stuff
Got a poker face, ion ever bluff
Go through some fuck shit, that's tuff
I'm fuckin' yo bitch, and I got her pussy lookin' like
a way outta no way
I made a play that picked me up then I got out the way
I Sold smoke (While I Was Away)
Out MIA (While I Was Away)
Balmain Yeeze (While
underneath your plane
Fueled by fire you a cool catch phrase
We're not one and we're not the same
Reputations on a paper stage
I got this song and I got it
I'm in a place I'm not supposed to be
Because where I am is not for me
I need to get out there, I need to be free
Because I feel as if I'm restrained
By
for (forrr)
I thought she was gonna be there till the day I day
I knew you was capping so I packed your stuff and put it by the door (uhh-yeah) you
stuff and I thought that you wanted…
Some of my, some of my stuff?
I appreciate it, but this stuff I don't need.
I tried to text you. I got nothing back.
’ve been letting em fly
Got got no ceiling to reach got no limits in me
I sit back and laugh while I’m passing em by
I’m aligning my chi with these racks all
the noose
That's kept me hanging about truth
I keep looking at the sky
'Cause it's getting me high
Forget the hearse
'Cause I never die
I've got nine
steel curtain still unbroken
Run down by the deals but I got my flows in
Wanna try the real stuff, come and toke this (let's go)
Run these times and I
stopper
More Chambull, number one club popper
Got a hangover like too much vodka
Can't see me with ten binoculars
So cool
No doubt by the end
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
or the Pacific Hills Highway
You know what I mean ? I got my shades on you know
"Don't forget the 321" there it is the 321
We need to go ahead and we need to go
up comes out
I'm having trouble understanding the meaning
All I ever do is push stuff down
I should be happy by now
I don't know what's happening now
I'm a real king
Never bothered by anybody I let it go
Living lonely, I'm getting money and doing shows
Big props to my goals
Got a few of those
No Shows
Niggas ain't ready for my new stuff
You're a prick by yourself, go and group up
And when Krept went States for the BETs
I was covering Krept like
Niggas ain't ready for my new stuff
You're a prick by yourself, go and group up
And when Krept went States for the BETs
I was covering Krept like
we got mad love/
Need nothing more than that/
Yeah we got mad love/
God help me understand/
That I can lay down my life, sacrifice/
Just like you did
fragile stuff
Heart ain’t in between my legs
But you still handle it roughly
You handle roughly
Verse 1
To me they just like used cars
A lot
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