the come up
• Written by Anonymous
This the come up...
yeah i need those commas
I Light it up like a coma...glow
Rapping.....I'm mapping.....and trapping......tho
Rapping.....Napping .....tryn make it happen......tho
Yup....
Pulled up...Fucked up
yup Lucked...up.....
Just pulled the truck up...
i got fo leaf clovers
you know us.....
Aint no toys are us .....wit us....
My mind stay
Mind on the prize.....
Race'n' past the streets lights.....
Everything gon be alright.....
As I race
I remains unscathed in a wraith
My mind suspended in space....
recline in a race.....n thought
less mentionss...did i
mention
Yes recline.....I'm never on line
momma clicked the line
Phone bat don't got that
so no contact....dont overreact
My mind just reminded......
Im fuckin faded.... Face
In another space.....and shit.....
san socci.....history i just sneezed
Im so ill....
Put'n' the S in Sick
Putt'n' the P in Pill.....
So sick I spit slick rick
Twist.,,,wit the flow
Not for the thrills....tho
it was
It was Fo in the moanen
she was moanI'n' i was was zoninnn
on a double portion
Of that captian Morgan potion
And purp
perhaps
Purge all of the floatin oceans of emotions
invoking in my soul and shit
Pop into my head
ADHD ain't diagnosed yet....
my motion....is Sleep In short supply
tonight So I might melatonin get right
To bedy bye......ready to die.....
Tonight wit a Betty bop by my side
Comatose....I'm toast
So....
I Light it up like a coma...glow
Commas and digits....tho
At home alone in my zone...tho
Toasted....roasted......
No I didn't posted that was Kush
Look
Writing my life on my phone oh
I'm bitchn but not hormonal
Can a nigga get in line with those thighs...?tho
trap nap.....spit that....and
ima get my shit right
gon open your eyes
Line
I try.....
concept......ualize
All the time.....I got
Dollar signs on my mind
TY Lines through
Middles if the symbols....line.....
I ain't about those lil digits
Miss...fuck it up real quick miss
My mind
skillit popin like a pimple
Need my money krill.....
I need my money In the mills
its simple
still.....
dressed t oarrested
I'm it for the kill
Rapping.....I'm mapping.....and trapping......
Napping .....tryn make shit happen......
2 Hamilton's thats a Jackson
......I'm Stacking up that cabbage
Nigga
Like a savage....Backwoods
nigga
4 of these Jackson's....
That's a hundred racks.....nigga
A Ben nigga I got ten...
Been in this.....since way back when nigga
Been
Runnin no gunnin with my niggas
been running...son'n niggas
I'm a father figga nigga...to theses
negroids.....boy....
We no stooping
with this nonsence....
They say money
the root of all evil...
thats six sense
Well Im about to evil Kanevil
These bettels...yeah yall all in fettle.
Fecal matter of a fact....yall waack
Rent was due last night
Living right....I light it right tho
Im Toast......like comatose
Or a piece I toast
it up to the good life
That's digits spent..... on that right
these dollar signs
I'm about Those bigga figga....
This biggie figgas
And then I peeled off
I am ...
tose toast nigga
To the good life
Notes app....tap that ah all
am i wrong
nigga nico and vinz
i do wrong tings
feel like i dont belong or anything
Yo what if zombies were racist....
only eating black faces? would yall get the message?
megan good nia long
I'm just a lil spoiled nigga
Just Want to get a lil bigga
Just want to be known through digital
I just Killed Jill and took a pill
Now my dick littla
It's nothing and I'm justin I'm
running this shit to
2 tree, 2 my lungs
I breathed...
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