All this f*cking stressing
No regret man I ain't letting up
I keep all my weapons
Don't say nothing
Know I keep it tucked
Bitch you in my presence
So say something
When I'm walking up
I don't do addressing
I roll one up
Then onto the next one
F*ck all of that flexing
What's yo message
All them
F*cking sessions
You sound like the other rapper
I don't know which one is which one
I can do it with both of my hands
She love it when I switch them
They didn't expect me in the plan
And thats the same as dissing
But they always gon say that they ain't
I'll be damned if a bitch tell me something I can't do
Put this shit together
Where the f*ck are my thank yous
Man where the f*ck my roses
Ill get that at the bank too
Yall bitches know im chosen
Nah this life you can't fake dude
Keep talking bout them rollies
Hope you know they don't make you
Keep hanging with yo homies
Really hope they don't take you
Keep worrying bout the bitches
Hopefully they don't break you
All this f*cking stressing
No regret man I ain't letting up
I keep all my weapons
Don't say nothing
Know I keep it tucked
Bitch you in my presence
So say something
When I'm walking up
I don't do addressing
I roll one up
Then onto the next one
No I ain't religious
I don't need none of yo f*cking blessings
That aint none yo business
You should worry bout how you be dressing
Lone wolf shit I'm vicious
You ain't even past yo adolescence
I need every witness
I won't let them forget my existence
Oh my god slow the beat
Turn it up
Then repeat
Growing up
Life was tough
Learn my lessons thru the streets
Shit ain't sweet
Boy you soft
You don't want none of this heat
Don't get caught
He forgot
Now his fam put him to sleep
They was shocked
He got dropped
He got blood all on the leaves
But I don't condone no violence
F*ck them digits f*ck yo mileage
I stay quiet
I stay private
But my shit always the highest
Yo shit biased
I don't buy it
Bitch I ball like Kobe Bryant
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All this f*cking stressing
No regret man I ain't letting up
I keep all my weapons
Don't say nothing
Know I keep it tucked
Bitch you in my presence
So say something
When I'm walking up
I don't do addressing
I roll one up
Then onto the next one
F*ck all of that flexing
What's yo message
All them
F*cking sessions
You sound like the other rapper
I don't know which one is which one
I can do it with both of my hands
She love it when I switch them
They didn't expect me in the plan
And thats the same as dissing
But they always gon say that they ain't
I'll be damned if a bitch tell me something I can't do
Put this shit together
Where the f*ck are my thank yous
Man where the f*ck my roses
Ill get that at the bank too
Yall bitches know im chosen
Nah this life you can't fake dude
Keep talking bout them rollies
Hope you know they don't make you
Keep hanging with yo homies
Really hope they don't take you
Keep worrying bout the bitches
Hopefully they don't break you
All this f*cking stressing
No regret man I ain't letting up
I keep all my weapons
Don't say nothing
Know I keep it tucked
Bitch you in my presence
So say something
When I'm walking up
I don't do addressing
I roll one up
Then onto the next one
No I ain't religious
I don't need none of yo f*cking blessings
That aint none yo business
You should worry bout how you be dressing
Lone wolf shit I'm vicious
You ain't even past yo adolescence
I need every witness
I won't let them forget my existence
Oh my god slow the beat
Turn it up
Then repeat
Growing up
Life was tough
Learn my lessons thru the streets
Shit ain't sweet
Boy you soft
You don't want none of this heat
Don't get caught
He forgot
Now his fam put him to sleep
They was shocked
He got dropped
He got blood all on the leaves
But I don't condone no violence
F*ck them digits f*ck yo mileage
I stay quiet
I stay private
But my shit always the highest
Yo shit biased
I don't buy it
Bitch I ball like Kobe Bryant
No regret man I ain't letting up
I keep all my weapons
Don't say nothing
Know I keep it tucked
Bitch you in my presence
So say something
When I'm walking up
I don't do addressing
I roll one up
Then onto the next one
F*ck all of that flexing
What's yo message
All them
F*cking sessions
You sound like the other rapper
I don't know which one is which one
I can do it with both of my hands
She love it when I switch them
They didn't expect me in the plan
And thats the same as dissing
But they always gon say that they ain't
I'll be damned if a bitch tell me something I can't do
Put this shit together
Where the f*ck are my thank yous
Man where the f*ck my roses
Ill get that at the bank too
Yall bitches know im chosen
Nah this life you can't fake dude
Keep talking bout them rollies
Hope you know they don't make you
Keep hanging with yo homies
Really hope they don't take you
Keep worrying bout the bitches
Hopefully they don't break you
All this f*cking stressing
No regret man I ain't letting up
I keep all my weapons
Don't say nothing
Know I keep it tucked
Bitch you in my presence
So say something
When I'm walking up
I don't do addressing
I roll one up
Then onto the next one
No I ain't religious
I don't need none of yo f*cking blessings
That aint none yo business
You should worry bout how you be dressing
Lone wolf shit I'm vicious
You ain't even past yo adolescence
I need every witness
I won't let them forget my existence
Oh my god slow the beat
Turn it up
Then repeat
Growing up
Life was tough
Learn my lessons thru the streets
Shit ain't sweet
Boy you soft
You don't want none of this heat
Don't get caught
He forgot
Now his fam put him to sleep
They was shocked
He got dropped
He got blood all on the leaves
But I don't condone no violence
F*ck them digits f*ck yo mileage
I stay quiet
I stay private
But my shit always the highest
Yo shit biased
I don't buy it
Bitch I ball like Kobe Bryant
Writer: Anthony Morales
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