Stop running away, put it all on display Love when your anger increases You were born this way, everything has to fade But your anger increases The passing time we all betray Don't underestimate my faith How many more times can we make mistakes? So many

What, what, what, what I'm gonna pop pop some tags Only got twenty dollars in my pocket I, I, I'm hunting, looking for a come-up This is fucking awesome I wear your granddad's clothes I look incredible I'm in this big ass coat From that thrift shop down the

Whoah, the girl I love, she got long black wavy hair I do declare! The girl I love, yeah, she got long black wavy hair, Her mother and her father, lordy, They sure don't, sure don't allow me there. Well i, I'm goin? back to my baby, lord i, I swear I

Pull up and wet the block (Pew) Sippin' on lean, that's Wock' (Lean) All on my dick, she won't stop, yah (Bitch) I told her to give me some slop (Neck) Pull up, we drop the top (Top) My niggas, they pop pop a lot (Pop) Cannot fuck with ops (Never) Walk

We're going head to head Can you handle it? I'm taking you down I'm the last man standing I'm bleeding till the last man's standing So get in where you fit in time to put in on the line Taking you down We live, we die

Take it easy for a little while Come and stay with us Four stars out of five (Take it easy for a little while) It's such an easy flight Cute new places keep on popping up The information action ratio (Cute new places keep on popping up) Advertise in

Baby, me love you, believe me Push it up and make she feel it Bend over, receive me Me alone make she cum so speedy Me love you fi the rest of my life Believe me, baby Dem cyaan tell you say your pussy big Gyal, your pussy tight and good (ready) And now

I got to the show, ayy and I know they want me to rock out I was tryna listen to your problem, marijuana I'mma wipe my jewelry, all my rocks are ready to pop pop y'all, ayy Fuck the baddest bitch, make 'em tap out Woke up in the spot, two hundred racks out

You say you a wanksta, then you need to stop fronting You say you a gangsta, but you never pop pop nothing You say you a gangsta, but you never pop pop nothing, You go to the dealership, but you don't never cop nothing You been hustling a long time, but you

I got something to believe in If I don't believe in Jesus, how can I believe the Pope If I don't believe in heroin, how can I believe in dope If there's nothing but survival, how can I believe in sin In a world that gives you nothing We need something to