For the heart, they'll never be alone.
Thank you for the hood.
They'll never be.
So I can see what another man you're gonna end up dead I don't ever really miss, always aim for the head Yeah, it's hell of them, I'm sorry, and I should've took my meds Yeah, I should've been smart, I should've stopped when I said that King of the sinners, I was born in the fire I've been running over mines, got myself some bloody tires They be talking all this shit, they be talking
through the wire yeah stepping on these bitches yeah they call me michael mike say what your say pulling out the switchblade how you move from this play ended with the wish place looking at my mind but i always feel something in the most talking to my issues
But then your whistle so bloody low I been making shawty hell up mad And on top of that, she don't wanna take me back
Run my name inside your labs Treat me like a psychopath If you're going nowhere I'm mad Trust me you're not wanting me
Buried in a body bag Fired with a set of shit Now to fuck with Minty He be hella goofy He be
Talkin' with the Disney's, why's I hella good?
My just flow is hella flimsy, I'll make a song and see you're in as a little
But he's a real friend, he gon' help me every day Got a chopper on my mind, gotta watch what I say Before I end my life and I end up
And I'm putting out an end mod for this.
This is where I go.
I got caps in my Glock.
You know it's finna snap back.
Ugly ass bitch like a blunt.
I'ma pass that.
Wrist ain't broke but it's cold like a ice pack.
Swim in the old bitch.
Got her wet like a kayak.
I just spin a right old block like a motherfucking watch.
If you talk shit to us like a soda you get popped.
I ain't writing no more cause I messed up once.
Got a bitch with cancer.
ball like a monk i be up in her walls like my name donald trump if you trying to fuck with me you getting sprayed like a skunk you know ran hella mad so i put him in my trunk i was laying on his
verse but at least it's done
I'm proud of you.
Out of France, time is wider than the lake, bitch, who you talking to?
Cause I know I'm not a fake, bitch, and if I type in, I got your...
Bitch, why, why shit?
Put that shit on the chain, bitch.
Full chain, bitch.
I got that shit from Dollar General.
Fuck a foreign bitch.
Feeling like I'm meant to.
With the hoes, man, I'm anything but gentle But I have my hard-boiled body, bitch, and I'm sentimental
Outro Music
Texting me, telling me she hates me.
I just live, hit the brakes, I don't wanna crash.
Hey, you know I love Britain, you know I...
I'll be fuckin' all the bitches and you know that they Latina I'll be in the back smokin' all that Pax Escarufa
that bitch get too clingy then you know i gotta leave her hey thank you for the hug
Beshaninja, Beshaninja, ay, ay, Beshaninja, Beshaninja, you know that Malani is your best friend.
Thank you for the heart.
They'll never be alone.
