Middle child
• Written by Orang__
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//chorus// (start 0:12)
Mama had 5 boys, me, I was the middle child
Turning up ever party, bitch, i was fucking wild
Every day, always smiled
Girls didn't give a damn if i styled
Always, they said i was hot N mild
//verse 1//
Money just piled
yeah yeah i'm back at home
Been so long, guess i remain unknown
Girlfriends, groupies, then I'm all alone
Fuck The Source, I'm on cover of Rolling Stone
When i was little mama told me not to pick up a microphone
Bitch i played her like a Xylophone
Hit towns with coke, a .45 blue as chrome
Just pick up the phone
uh
Just pick up the phone
uh
Just pick up the phone
man, i was alone for a while
They all hated me like i was a juvenile
Forever I ain't run yet and I never will
Counting each $100 bill
Going to hard, bitch I gotta chill
Going slow, swallowing each pill
Life for me is never going downhill
Close your eyes bitch, I'm all in your ear
Opps after me, ran down a whole motherfucking hill
//verse 2//
niggas run up me, ima chase him down
The fourth one, I like to kick around
Niggas rollin' deep, burners pulled out
bout to make this shit pump up so loud
In her defense she a part of the crowd
always loyal, always bowed
always smiled, never frowned
always motherfucking crowned
like its bound to be,
Lets scream and shout,
//chorus//
Mama had 5 boys, me,I was the middle child
Turning up ever party, bitch, i was fucking wild
Every day, always smiled
Girls didnt give a damn if i styled
Always, they said i was hot N mild
//outro//
bitch
ha
burberry, gucci, what you bout to do to me.......
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Orang__
Member since January 12 2022