I'm a living ball of stress Getting all depressed Kippin' getting dressed an all and my crip is all a mess I'm missing all my ex girls, I wish em all the best But I'm sitting with my next girl giving y'all a rest I know I'm not the best with the opposite sex I confess I give em all moderate stress Am I negative? Well I'm not positive yet I can't seem to figure out if I'm the cause or effect. Aye! And though I'm live my morality is low These hoes are hoping for a rose like reality shows I gotta keep on they toes as my salary grows my family knows that im never chasin after these hoes It goes
Oooooooooh damn (x4)
When I'm gone then I'm gone Don't be sad without me I left a lot of songs for you to play so blast em loudly I left a lot products you can take and that can shout me out without a post you could make a post and tag it proudly My live's amazing despite on my short humming's I can count it on my path I met them with more running All the way to the end till I get to the door huffing Just to see what it was for i thought i was more nothing I apologize (why) Its hard for me to post It's rare I like to share I feel like part of me is ghost And everybody's fronting when you start to see it close Then you understand the stuff is for those who need it most I'm not another clue posting with this money for I'll smack it from your head before I ask if anybody's home Shit that's how I feel right now, so what's the deal? Nothing really real right now. We go...
Ooooooooooh damn (x4)
I thought what you saw success, You gotta take a rest But you have to double down if you wanna stay the best Ain't nobody got yo interest in heart They all waiting for your spot And they wish you depart And fall face first They looking for a reason to hate I'm thinking of leaving I'm having trouble breathing if late I need an escape No this is not a fire drill I have a major blow out now running on my tire wheels Never finish what I start, my clothes are in the dryer still Getting out of bed, takes all of my entire will And yet I'm still here standing tall, after all (???) working on my cannonball Or catch me sitting like a slouch We put a man on the moon and I can't get up off the couch And though I'm humble to the core and if we rumble I'll have you screaming uncle on the floor like..
Ooooooooooh damn (x4)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.