Salchii!
I savor these…
Sike!
Hahaha
Stupid
Fye!
I say, i say, i say…
B~tch, please
Summerfriends!
Yo
I savor these beats like the flavor i put in ’em
Frying up fish way i’m hooking ’em
Hoes on my plate like i cooked ’em up
N~ggas all on my d~ck like it’s gold or sumn’
If you ain’t riding, you wasting your time
You could’ve been minding your own or sumn’
Find a luh or hobby sumn’ fun
I know that your mama gon call your #ss home any minute
Don’t make go dial her number
I am a n~gga in love with the noise
She say that my voice feel like summer
But lately my heart has been cold
Prolly why i never loved her
Wouldn’t blame her if she hate me
Just seen a blood crip walk
Make me wonder if i’m gangsta
How could a 5’7 skinny boy
Ever be hot with a pistol
Like half of my block
Idk go ask that half of my block
Half of these n~ggas ain’t even got hops
The point is that none of getting picked up on the court so we
Picking ’em off on the spot
That’s how the hood steady work round the clock
Counting us out got us out when it’s hot
I don’t see n0body making the moves
They say they be doing
Including myself
Forcing a flex for their reels on the gram
Then n~ggas make posts begging money for grams
Heard that his mama bought err’thang he own
At least i been using these checks in my mail
I really did this sh~t all on my own
But i cannot discount an ounce of the help
Shout out my mama, my father, my girl
Even though shorty ain’t really my girl
Cause lately my heart has been cold
I need a sweater for real
Prolly why i never loved her
Wouldn’t blame her if she hate me
Just seen a blood crip walk
Make me wonder if i’m gangsta
But sh~t…
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