Shh, don’t speak, I can read your lips
I’ma piece of shit (but you know that baby)
She a lil freak with the knees and hips
I’ma peep your fit (but you know that baby)
I’m a lil bit different, she think I’m crazy
You been a bit distant, come a lil closer
Get up on me, I’m a lil bit lazy
Let’s make up for the time we wasted

Had my brush with the likes of the reaper
She outa touch with the way that we live
Sell that hush and smoke that sativa
She my lil crush but she playin the kid

Show me why you really be the one
Yeah I do this shit for fun
But I’m really tryna love you baby
Tryna win but I already won
It’s 100 in or none
But you really tryna -

But you really tryna waste my time
Couldn’t change your mind
Baby when you gonna take me where you live
I be cropping up the pic
Cos the bitch too thick
Tryna sing me a tune
But she ain’t got pitch
But I didn’t want the truth
Got me lookin like a goose
Chasing you around gave me something left to prove
Had me tied like a lace
And I couldn’t keep pace
But I had to come thru
So I tell her to her face

Shh, don’t speak, I can read your lips
I’ma piece of shit (but you know that baby)
She a lil freak with the knees and hips
I’ma peep your fit (but you know that baby)
I’m a lil bit different, she think I’m crazy
You been distant, come a lil closer
Get up on me, I’m a lil bit lazy
Let’s make up for the time we wasted

Baby come and tap in
Ayo, ayo
No, nobody better than I, oh, I know
I know i can never get enough enough
when i eat it, enak enak
body shape like a bottle
she my favourite bodoh
body shape like a bottle
she my favourite bodoh
Bodoh, bodoh

Shh (w burma boy)

Now I was broke as a motherfucker
My life at the end, see
Broke as-
Broke as a motherfucker
My life at the end, see (Vahsoong)
Broke as a mother, mo-mother 
Life at the end, end-end
Worked so fucking hard (I be that)
But the money, it never increased

I be that loud obnoxious
Rappin rockin prick you heard about
She get rowdy topless
Slappin sloppin dick, her word of mouth
I’m too proud and toxic
Trapping had me sick of serving grout
Got a crowd up on this back
And if I fall, it hurt the ground
They scream my name up on the stage
I heard you scream it even louder
Went to buy a quarter pounder 
But I bought a quarter pound
Why you leave me like the rest just did
I thought we sorted it out
Talking freaky over messages
Show me what you all about

Broke as a motherfucker
My life at the end, see
Broke as-
Broke as a motherfucker
My life at the end, see
Broke as-
Broke as a mother, mo-mother
Life at the end, end-end
Worked so fucking hard (I be that)
But the money, it never increased

I be that plotting, weaving
Robbing, scheming prick you heard about
Had a lot of dreams that’s lost to me
I tried to curb the doubt
It’s a lot of people that was G
I’m tryna hurt em now
Don’t know how she squeeze up in them jeans
Excuse me acting different
What I’m missing
I be eating good
They drinking what I’m pissing
Yeh I know you know the deal, 
Keep it real, ain’t no hissin
Vah been busy workin
Cuz he always in the kitchen
I been making hits
All these fullas steady missin

Broke as a motherfucker
My life at the end, see
Broke as-
Broke as a motherfucker
My life at the end, see
Broke as-
Broke as a mother, mo-mother
My life at the end, see
Worked so fucking hard
But the money, it never increased

I be that loud obnoxious
Rappin rockin prick you heard about
She get lippy til she sit and put this dick up in her mouth
They gon throw us in the pit, don’t care bout how we turning out
When you grow up out the shit, you always hungry
Motivated by the money
Talk shit, til I say it isn’t funny
1, 2, step, put a blade up in his tummy
Upset cos that fulla still breathing
Fuck TR, have him screaming for his mummy
Heard his cousin OD
I made that rapist see his cuzzy
And yeah my cousin OD
But god didn’t wanna take him from me

Broke as a motherfucker
My life at the end, see
Broke as-
Broke as a motherfucker
My life at the end, see
Broke as-
Broke as a mother, mo-mother
My life at the end, see
Worked so fucking hard
But the money, it never increased
Now I was broke as a motherfucker
My life at the end, see
Broke as-
Broke as a motherfucker
My life at the end, see
Broke as-
Broke as a motherfucker
My life at the end, see
I worked so fucking hard
But the money, it never increased

u heard abt

THREE 6 MAFIA (freestyle) prod. idkistolethebeat

My heads gone
I hope this don’t stick, like it’s teflon
He ain’t next up
Nah he’s just the next on

Back home zoning off a lot
Hit rock bottom
Back to upselling bottom rock
Can’t look at bro the same
Ever since I seen him nodding off
Right on the cusp of “plot thickens”
Then he lost the plot

I trust in God’s timing
But why am I so nervous
I was tryna make calls
With no service
I been going through it all
Even lost purpose
I ain’t got no room to fall
I’m where the Earth is

He wanna start
I ain’t got a thing to lose
Bro just tell me when and where
If it’s beef, vindalloo
I got old friends asking
Vah what’s gotten into you
They say I been going crazy
I guess if I fit the shoe

Stuck up in a whole web of liars
You must miss the truth
I can see your eyes getting tired
Missing mister you
You can see my eyes getting colder
And you sit confused
The world ain’t waiting for me
I got things to do

My dreams died when my mother got a brain tumor
Had to fight off these weird fullas tryna use her
I considered turning from a dealer to a user
Then my person turned from my healer to a user

Next time they tell you 
That they not leaving
Don’t trust a word they say 
Until the plot deepens
One thing about these people
They can spot weakness
And right before you know it
You got shot defense
I been working non stop
What’s a long weekend?
I been hurting non stop
Sup, God, it’s me again
I been praying for some changes for a long time
All these fullas got their lucky break, I never got mine

All this talk about where will we end up
I got brodies tryna sell me on a week bender
I ain’t never popped a pill for a week ender
I popped too many, tryna leave as a weak ender
I got calmer but I still got a weak temper
Paid karma, now that fulla owes me 10 bucks
For when I did right and got done wrong
Money come and gone
It’s still nothing in my lunch box

I been paying bills since I was 13
But if I’m honest
I been tryna heal since way before that
Childhood trauma
Paranoid they wanna hurt me
Ran off on the therapist
Cos I couldn’t afford that

Back on the streets
When I’m homeless again
You made it hard for me to trust
I can’t put hope in a friend
You punched lines between us
I’m just a joke in the end
But you’re just joking again?
I start to choke with the pen

I just spend all of my savings tryna live
I’m back at square one
She look amazing
Even when she hasn’t got her hair done
Talking payment
Butha I’m still yet to get my fair sum
But I make it work
Fast money, tryna spare some
Parents looking down on me
Ashamed that I am their son
Heard my father passed
When I was younger
Didn’t care once
Even though my mother almost died
I couldn’t cry
Cos I only know survive and provide
What a life

Square 1

too soon

LETTER

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Shh (w burma boy)

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