[JMG]
Every time we fight
She don't wanna let it go (go)
What the fuck is that for?
You don't let me be myself and
I don't like that
When I drop 100
I can guarantee I'm right back
Every time we fight
She don't wanna let it go (go)
What the fuck is that for?
You don't let me be myself and
I don't like that
When I drop 100
I can guarantee I'm right back
Every time we fight
She don't wanna let it go (go)
What the fuck is that for?
You don't let me be myself and
I don't like that
When I drop 100
I can guarantee I'm right back
Every time we fight
She don't wanna let it go (go)
What the fuck is that for?
You don't let me be myself and
I don't like that
When I drop 100
I can guarantee I'm right back
Digging my grave
Digging my grave
Digging my grave
I pray the lord my soul to take
Digging my grave
Digging my grave
Digging my grave
I pray the lord my soul to take
[Smyth Knight]
Back on the road
My mamma wish I'd stay at home
I gotta go, cuz I just heard your chick
Up on my phone
She ain't no hoe, but she gets leading roles
In playing, so
Want that Oscar in her hand I had to
Tell her, "Take it slow"
She said "You fly down to your scene"
She rip the zipper off my jeans
Tryna feel up on my bling
I told her "Girl there's finer things
In life, than you tonight" I got this mic in hand
But now it feel like a trigger
I air it on any n*gga
Tryna run up the figures
Take all my dollars
Making me vomit
I need that pepto
That hypnosis of
Lyrical psychosis
From where I stay down to Nova Scotia
I rap like i'm supposed to
My auntie told me
To keep it articulate, and so I did
And now y'all fit the description
Of no competition
I had to go and
Pop me a claritin
Clearly y'all n*ggas tweaking to think you
Deserve this life, for any reason
This is just the seasoning
I'm beginning to think I'm bred for this
Was born for this
[JMG]
I'm a damn insomniac
That's why I keep tossing
I sold my brother my chain
Yeah I see him flossin
People taking advantage of me
Making a profit
Every time I think I'm winning
I'm stacking up losses
I think I'm out to get myself man
I'm so exhausted
Wanna talk? You gotta talk
To the boys from Boston
They'll tell you the same thing
They all think that I lost it
They all think I lost it
That's why I feel shitty
I'm just tryna rep for
My city
I can't even sleep
I can't even rest
You the one who started
All of this mess
Ahhh
(Beat change)
[JMG]
Y'all ain't cleaning up enough
That's why I got me a maid
I used to think I talked too much
But that's what shit gets me paid
I just bought me a ruger
That shit go boom at your head
I'm just playing peace and love
Any day I'll be dead
And I don't talk to the feds
They get inside my head
Ain't no more tears I shed
For hating ass rich kids
I smack the skin off your face
Then I run, do the race
I'll put yo ass in your place
Any single fucking day
Everybody knows I do not play
Everybody knows i'm like Kanye
And I got a bad bitch like Kim K
Come to me and you gon' have a bad day (shit)
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