Lyrics:
went broke I had to make some money quick
Doing theft
I just took my shawty out to Waikiki then hit LA and bought a body like Riri
These niggas hate but
Ten grams
Got a fuckin bottle
Of the brisk man
Playing grand theft
Auto in a tour van
Couple more months
I'm blowing the fuck up
The cannabis robust
the knee highs
Uh
Left
Theft
There's a hole in my heart
Like a chin with a cleft
You know I'm falling apart
I know you wanted the best
I guess you wanna
Got them hoes bent
I I I'm the one that pull hoe cards
You the type to play Jenga
Steal a whole bar
Grand theft auto the case
I steal a whole car
Just
and commit theft (Bitch)
I ever see that opp pick up my gun and he get left (forreal)
I ever see that opp pick up that gun and he get dropped
I just said it
these goals is what I set on
And my heart cold like the winter, put yo vest on
I was in my old phase, I was desperate for that theft
Now we stacking
a nigga want beef ima rapper turn chef
I'm on some money maywhather shit with legal theft
I ain't cuffing no bitch cuz I can deal without the stress
I
face cause I can't even cry
No tears are left my tears ducts dry
Played my heart like theft girl please imply
The truth no lie, do you love me or another
Canada's where I be in
Not the 6 just 403in
I done grew up I done see it
I done seen all you imagine
Thefts n deals, all that scrappin
Homies always have my
Babe, what's left for me
Babe, you're committing theft
With my heart
You can talk to me
(I like that)
Yeah I can be your priest
Take me out
some of them left but some committed theft and stole my heart
Tore me apart, tore me apart
Glad that now I got through the problem
Now there's a new one
Treasure below
Mmhmm
It's the last one left
The treasures' below
Mmhmm
It's the last one left
You try to committ this theft
You say you want
theft auto
Circle so small don't come around cus ion know them folks
Hanging with some rastas I swear them boys all on go (Go go go)
Running circles round
we living like grant theft auto
All the vices in your city
Well fuck it baby
Let's start some trouble
Fuck me on the city
The city aaooww
Jokers
Supplying to the man, demand with no supply
There's nothing left can't hold your breath
Victims of theft all left for dead
Don't smile at me with your foul
Who are we all?
As I sit on the lawn
My followers pass as I say, "all be gone"
The people just laugh as I'm in line I'm shunned
The number one theft
me
It's really theft to me
It give me restless sleep
You realized this don't matter
We don't think the same
But we following this pattern
Tryna find
violent can't blame it on grand theft auto
I'm So misunderstood looking at me like I talk morse code
Fucked this bitch about three times about to make it
out like a theft victim hollers
My wife heard me yell and ran into the room to explain, she'd exchanged it for dollars
And of course I was angry
feeling "sorry" in myself
For me n for you I can't tell
Couldn't ever say or let her know
Be a theft of happiness hers and my own
They say "love yourself
air dissolves your bones
Takes your soul into the dark
There is no light without a spark
Larceny of personality
The features therein lie the key
Theft
what's next
She said that she wanna have sex have sex
Booty bouncing up and down
Right to left to the left
She Stole my heart you can call it theft call it
pieces yeah
But you keep on taking the parts that are left
Your love feels like theft
So if I go
any further
I wanna know if you’re here forever
but
Taxation is theft
Help me find a way
To destroy these motherfuckers
They won't take a break
Fuck
Fuck the deep state
Crony capitalism
La culpa no es de las
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