Untitled Song
• Written by user86103622
Look I'm sick just of it, all this of this fam shit
I'm on my all about me shit, that one person you wanna be with
Get this money and eat with
Catch that case and then beat it
The flow concrete like cement
You been hurt hate to see you mistreated
Just no I'm here and I'm not leaving
Our thoughts in the open like its cleavage
Relations with no foundation oops
Here comes the ceiling
Really at this point I feel nobody fuckn with me
Lot of failures and all I do is breed pity
Lebron and Cleveland
I guess you can say I'm the king of this city
Because even when its the weekend I'll still have the crowd screamn
35 like KD taking shots whatch em drop when that buzzer beep
My nigga just coped a 9 with a laser beam
While I know a few nigga with papers screams
Whether its panzi or breaking into shit
I just try to find somebody to conversate
With
Especially if its about the mulla you talking my language
See the second verse is were it gets scary spit Truth thats so legendary
Niggas cant stomach it, and you so lactose tolerant
And this shit is dairy
People come and go well just so you know everything is temporary
And shit vary
The only thing that's assured is death just Hope you happy when you take that last breat
Like the weather you never know whats next or what to expect
My niggas run cribs for checks
Look on fox the next moring bullets in his chest
Chopper got em so in Peace's he rest
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user86103622
Member since January 16 2016