d0pe shit
• Written by Hoffaaw
I'm, smokin' im floatin' on weak emotions i'm hopin,
that i will make it one day,
but i got fucked up emotions,
i need a potion,
to treat me,
help me rise from this shit,
all you lame ass rappers,
stop bein' a dick,
you try to act hard,
but you suck as shit,
how the fuck can you rap,
when you suck at it,
and i know,
i'm not the best,
but i don't say it repeat,
like, pussy weed and cash,
look my jordans on my feet,
nah,
I'm not done?
He not done?
I'm not done?
Nah,
He has only begun,
Nah,
I wanna do it again,
but as off lately,
I only feel im loosin' my friends,
loosin' my friends,
when i write with the pen,
wanna get all of this money,
that i'll don't really spend,
but pretend,
the end,
will be me smoking weed,
and again,
and again,
i will never succed,
I will bleed,
it will hurt,
just like a knife in the heart,
not makin succes,
will really tear me apart,
What would I do?
I don't really know?
But I know that im dope,
just blastin' theese shows,
and you know,
for sure,
that i'll flow,
and go,
and i'll blow,
and grow,
get some dough,
i know,
maybe get a hoe
rap like a pro,
go suck my toe,
life like saint row,
i flow and go,
I don't stop,
and i spit on the mic,
never flop,
love the hop,
to the hippedy hop
and i know the shit,
i never stippedy stop,
and i work like this,
to get a yippedy yacht
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Hoffaaw
Member since October 1 2015