Everything by me

Pink slips on me, yeah, I’m not a renter
My girl bossed up, she got bread like
My girl bossed up, she got bread like Kylie Jenner
Sixty Pointers, I’m a chuck, my jeweler ain’t a good defender
50 Cent, I’m In Da Club, gold bottle sender
We was just at Outback Steakhouse, eating chicken tenders
Now, I’m at Beni’s, 12pm, asking, “What’s for dinner?”
Tap that pedal, flame the pipes up, something just like Tinder
I been focused on the road, see you in November
Hoping you could see the pros, I know I’m a sinner
Hoping you could see what’s wrong, look up in my eyes
I go Nyjah til I’m dead, you can’t stop the grind
Drop a bucket out in Houston like I’m Quentin Grimes
I am not a human being, I’m a different kind
Take one look in brother cup, won’t see no lemon lime
Took my soul and stabbed it up, no I can’t sympathize
Haha, no way

Smoking high octane, need a fill up
Big Shot of patron, go Billups
Cross me once, won’t see my face again like Gorillaz
Cross me once won’t see my 
Cross me once won’t see my 
Cross me once won’t

Nyjah

Fed Baby

prod. @1kkyoto

Don’t believe the word around
I promise, I’m nothing like you heard about
Through the grapevine
They just make lies; travel ‘cross state lines

When I gave you roses, you wasn’t supposed to let them wilt
They gone think they knew ya ‘cause what they heard through the rumor mill
Truth hurts, but you know them lies gone kill
Knife through your ribs
And that’s a pain that you can’t get rid of
That’s why we can’t split up, girl
Don’t let our roots get ripped up, girl

You know you drive me crazy
Know I’m still chasing
The rush and the high that you once gave me
Know it’s no ceilings when we ride Mercedes
Tryna ring you like Brady, yeah
Tell me what you need
Ima get it to you; rain, snow, hail, sleet
Ain’t sure what you think your friends know about me
It gets scary without you, every day’s Halloween
But this ain’t no movie scene, it’s real

And we got no film left on the reel
Got a hole in my soul that can’t be filled
No, no, no, no, no, it can’t be filled
Miss the way you made me feel

You say it’s love but it’s drugs
Playing a dangerous game
Whole lotta munyun coming in
Hope you’ll be staying the same
And I’m so done with taking the blame
Girl, I’ve been your soldier when them bullets rained
Put your pride to the side, try being humble for a change
Know I got these dollar signs, am I just a number to you, babe
Meet me at that altar, girl, just don’t flake
Give you the moon and then some, girl, just don‘t flake

When I gave you roses, you wasn’t supposed to let them wilt
They gone think they knew ya ‘cause what they heard through the rumor mill
Truth hurts, but you know them lies gone kill
Knife through your ribs
And that’s a pain that you can’t get rid of
That’s why we can’t split up, girl
Don’t let our roots get ripped up, girl

Grapevine

grave (sochi 177p okeefey)

lastnyte

generational curses

put it on the gang

produced and performed by me

Lyrics:



Hey beautiful 
It’s still you, my dear
Have you found yourself?
What you doing here?
Girl, the timing
If I lose you here..
Will there be time again?
I don’t know, I fear

(I feel like)

We’re missing out on love
For the sake of looking dumb
All the space we’d have to grow
But I guess we’ll never know
So we’ll leave that on the floor
Even though we’re not supposed to

I guess I had some more to say
Have you made it home I hope you’re safe
We’ve made some growth I’ve noticed change
But I’m so familiar with your love still feels the same
Push up in Range Rove
Girl we’re only getting older shouldn’t wait so long

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