Holly
• Written by Anonymous
Holly drive, Holly drive.
I swear, I'm so sick, being constricted
Beware
don't be scared of nightmares, don't
Let your dreams break at the seems
Don't let what they believe be supreme
It's crucial to stay pupil,
Focus, maintain your aimsOne rule.....Fuck they approval
This is crucial
Life is cruel, but
You got the jewel
I been drooling,
In school,
No more being idol, Abdul
yeah my ass multitask, nigga pass
The shit
back to back dreams nightmare
First off, I been "A" one....
Since day one.....
Real nigga you ain't one....
I am the great one,
Notice...On this flow,
I focus, Not to stutter and mutter
.....But I might loose focus......
Nigga we had alot of potential
But Nigga.....Ya....Go...tta....Focus
Get it Straight.....Nah nigga,
Gotta Get my Shit Straight...
This shit cant wait...
If it Was'nt fo Marijuana,
Keeping me sauna
Come in contact,
Every tima, Nigga make Eye Contact
These, Rihanna, Sweet, Delicious Cheese....
Cake.....Fake's.....
They just Stay Fake, All damn day.....
All I gotta say.....So all day,
I known, I'm prone...To be Home..
Alone..In my zone..Please Leave, Me alone,
I'm On my grind, All the time....
Till the most high above,
Say that that is enough....
I'm gettin' this bread, All the ways I could find
All that 's On my mind.....
Visions resembling,
Benjamins
Benjamins, Lyne....
Your eyes just realized, What you was sitting in....
Bugatti......Girl
You Bugatti smooth, We both know its the truth
You a Home Run...like Babe Ruth, This the truth, You knew
And that's on Ruth...nigga
What you gonna do?
And when you start gettin
My thoughtless mentions......
In this shit that i wrote, Could'nt cry no Mo,
Hadnt cried in bout Fo'Sco....in other words......
No.....
Nigga.....I don't cry, Not that guy,
Listen, Just addressing our blessings
Dressings Metapho
Mo Mucho chedda, More chances of a vendetta
Or even Betta said Cabbage, I'ma savage.....
Blodot, dot, dot, Shots at your mind...
Figuratively speaking, All that i'm thinking
We was freaking last weekend
And Think i"m feeling my Twitter finger
Turn into my trigga finger...
Nigga I aim one, at your Cabessa, Nigga
Glock Next to my cock, Shit is Under la mesa...
Also..... Just to let ya know, Glock could be...
Thought of.... as my dick, some shit, i know you miss....
Just rolled back woods, So nigga I wont fade ya
Take that face ya
Nigga, Nothing good in my hood
My only wish that Black Brothers
Would embrace each other,
Just like they black mothers
Recently I see,
I understood, what it means to be a feen
for the wrong thing, Arab spring,
Parable I bring, It was me,
Who coulda predicted, id be evicted
from the premace, Im not meance.....
on my mental.....were you just a rental?
When we was worryless,
Crusin down Holly Ave wit my main thang
Who whoulda think,
something so pink, capture me
Drivee me insane to my membrane,
Gotta maintain
Explain, what's on my brain
You got the map, in your grip
my dick in your grip,
I always seem to slip...my lip...tho
But no proper lingo, I go asshole
Dats dat dingle berry wit the lingo,
When I know, whet I should go,
Wit the convo
Proper grammar, proper diction
Like honey or grape jammer
Or like when ya listen
To a proper aunt,
Did I mention never listen
Why all I want is what I want...
You said I only think about myself
It's bitch to tell this, mostly cause,
I'm haunted by all the
Dreams, I seem
But I seem to sense something else
We don't think for ourselves,
Everybody, for everybody else
Let me take you...Back To Back,
On my Drake, Shit
Nod to the 6 god
That's Six side Shit...
Not too in.....to arithmetic, or calculus
But Christian for ya bruh
To make the shit stop, Or my heart,
That's where the problems start, Tho...
Did soemthing i never did befo
Not schizo, Lyne
bout to be in a min tho
imbedded i
We have been brainwashed......
By what we watch, what we bought
Don't let a nigga control your thoughts
Control your soul,
that's my personal road....do what I'm told then I fold
But it's getting old....
Shit....that's probly why I'm single as a Pringles
Like a comet, I'm really seen
But I comment on every single....thjng
See it's Anatomy, physiology
You have all I me,
Except the dead skin cells
That evaporated to hell
When I fucking slit my wrist
Lyne since the line clicked
Ain't been the same since
Rushing, feel like a hundred
Used to squeeze between
Move up those smooth thighs
I'm hypnotized,
But I can't see you..
2 try you Juliet in disguise
Manipulation and lies, Forgive me
Or my eyes moisturize,
See I be like big poppa....
Ima
Heart stopper, and starter, and a author
To these flocks of followaass
I be that pretty muthafloca
That's wakaflocka with the ASAP mobb....ahhhh
Don't got down in history
Doing to Notorious thing
Be my faith....Evans
Ain't it evident,
I'm in your pocket
Nigga watchit, I bruise quick
Let me take you...Back To Back,
On my Drake, Shit
Nod to the 6 god
That's Six side Shit...
Not too in.....to arithmetic, or calculus
But Christian for ya bruh
Miniss one and I plead the 5th
That too too sick shit
Wish I didn't exist
Fight the other night, got me bed ridden
I was Too too sick shit, so pop a Ritalin
AAAYYYY
Everything, I Speeeeakk ....
To thee, Usually....
got me in between
Used to lap ya lake.....
.....Before I made....
A couple racks...ago
A couple tracks ago...Now ya hate
A couple of raps,
We used to be a couple a
Now its just
Couple.... of
Cigarettes....Thaaaaats Addiction
The taste' is maaaaaal.....Nutrition
Start'n look sad every pack
When I look back, on every pack
I got the cigarette lit.....
Now its, blurry my vision...
Bout to smoke, toke choke
On a precision rolled, We lifted...
hot boxing this bitch
I reminisce...Way back When, Lyne,
We was zen, Lyne,
You, Me, and Hennessy,
We had a few brews too... many
Always snapping when I happen
To be having one to many
, then in spent quick like a penny
I'm in my feeling, snappin
Wit a passion, Ina pit
I'm always Breaking shit, Make up shit
That didn't even exist,
but shit nothing you miss this
Flow is hocus pocus, it'll hold ya folk's
trust ya way T much
My heart, where the problem starts
Let ya count my money baby
If u can handle it, handle my account baby
Keep Anything from zero to a hundred
A hundred baby, starting to think
maybe we
Break up make up,
IPhone hone home
When I'm feeling alone
In sync
But one thing you missed,
When I took a piss
I saw this, make up on the sink,
Mixed....wit
The tears, from two years
This right here....
Take a brake,
iPhone home cause im feeling alone
Then we make/break up in sync
Baby it made me think
Tigris and Euphrates, supposed to make baby.
houlda known li
Break up make,
I think about the
sync, Tears
On the sink, Mixed with make up,
From two years....Of this right here
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