north memphis Lyrics by droxxx
Pull up in a velvet wagon
They think I resemble satan
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Pull up in a velvet wagon
They think I resemble satan
Bury your mind
Fill me with Envy and
f#ck I’am outta rhymes
Now I’am red
“Guns, Drugs
Ice all on my wrist”
I’ve been runnin down the streets
I be f#cking up these beats like
Run upon you b#tches i don’t even give a f#ck about a
Motherf#ckin n#gg# if he pulls up with the middle finger
f#ck that lil b#tch, f#ck all these hoes , ahh yeah
I don’t want no friend’s, I don’t want no smoke I’m nauseous
I was so lone in my head
f#cking my voice and then f#cking my brain
Life sucks
Im so f#cking over it