Untitled Song
• Written by Anonymous
Keep thinkin life's a game, never really got to see
The other side of me. Fuck with me once,
Fuck with me twice, you know I got that shit,
I kept rolling the dice. Got 123 these bitches
Staring at me, Rhyming these words for you to
Know it's a rap. I'm still not a player, but you
Still a hater. Rolling blunts like cottonell.
Woah there's no need to yell, just wait till all you
Mother fuckers see what's actually in a jail cell.
I'm rapping about what life is, everyone else
Comparing Shit To What's On The shelf. Just
Know I'm not an elf, cant step on me, don't tread
On me. Fuck what you know, this ain't a show.
Fetty was be flying above, j-cole is like an
Annoying little mole. Coming up with this on my
Personal information, not needed to be in my
Zone. Pick up the phone, call me sweetie cause
All you bitches are needy. Tryina get attention
Posting half naked pics, all the perverts put
Away those tiny dicks. That's child pornography
Trying my best to get an A+ In biology, been
Tossed around like a fuckin rag doll, letting all
The motherfuckers know imma piss on you like
A waterfall. Yeah life's a bitches but you gotta
Be the king of this shit. You gotta know how to
Rhyme, gotta get the time. Old school shit, my
Ti.e to shine.
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