Hopeless kid
• Written by flexicution48443
Yo I'm a hopeless kid
The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid
You know me and my whole squad we so committed
committed burglary, certainly it wasn't purposely
I'm a baller, literally
And you are you too, but bitch I'm three
Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy
On they twitter writing novels, see
If only you could see what I could
Whole lotta money, big tip I would
And that’s a scary thing, I try to duck em good
Use my watch as a pawn to get your queen took
Got a little too much confidence and seem shook
Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look
Rappers claiming they sick, I heal niggas for good
All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would
we would miss the motivation that those days would take from us
The way she walks and causes a fuss
I've got Muslims calling on Jesus
Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks
They say I'm a god
Step out on the block all the bitches they still in shock
Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top
So take the stage just show me what you got
Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop
I spit it like a loaded nine, POP
And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot
We charging you niggas up you like it or not
Just to see who would die for the spot
Y'all know what time it is
Hypnotized the masses behind Versace glasses
We can't afford the property taxes
Your dad's Purple Heart now hangs over his ashes
Now momma told me be careful who you love
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flexicution48443
Member since August 6 2016