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Mallom - Trump's Ransom Lyrics



Mallom - Trump's Ransom Lyrics




Parents split I was fourteen
Since then I'm barely feeling things
In and out of relationships like I'm serving beef
No Burger King it was just McDonald's
Back when toys in kiddie meals would solve the problems
Back when fights with Mehki were on the daily
So much trouble in school the shrink thought that I was crazy

And he was right maybe

Middle schooling I was banging keef
And deep down I was jealous to see
A young nigga living so careless
And me trying hard but never could care less
Always had enough to keep me satisfied
Momma and pops rich
But nigga who am I
Just a guy way too spoiled for a nine to five
Was never good at code-switching
And forgetting
Who I am for some pretty dolla's
I rather do it shit my way, to make my commas
Shades on and I'm seeing things
Visions of me
In Louis V
Laid up
With mansions on mansions
And hoes that are dancers
Convinced that I'm handsome
Cause I got enough bread to pay Donald Trump ransom

Remember crying in the restroom I let nobody see the tears
Looking like a bitch, always been my biggest fear
I was a kid yelling jokes tryna impress my peers
Sometimes that same kid, voice screaming from the rear
About how this it, my one shot I can't miss
Got me treating every beat like a girl I never kissed

So I'm on up on late nights pressing keys that I learned from granny
Pressures on when you the oldest kid of the family
Crazily convinced that I'm exactly what the game may need
The Elhohim, Azia, precious and esteemed

Drop the top and we racing down the PCH
Locking eyes as you run your fingers through my fade
Through my fade through my fade
How could I ever trade
This feeling that I get with you
To f*ck some hoes, impress my dudes
Nah you my boo not talking Halloween
I'm talking us against the world you all I ever need
You got me writing poems just for you to read
Just for you and I to see
You know I hate it when you
Uh
So please girl

Ride with me
Vibe with me
G force fly with me
Times get hard, cry with me, die with me

Cause
You my wife for the night
You my wife for the night

So do it right
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Parents split I was fourteen
Since then I'm barely feeling things
In and out of relationships like I'm serving beef
No Burger King it was just McDonald's
Back when toys in kiddie meals would solve the problems
Back when fights with Mehki were on the daily
So much trouble in school the shrink thought that I was crazy

And he was right maybe

Middle schooling I was banging keef
And deep down I was jealous to see
A young nigga living so careless
And me trying hard but never could care less
Always had enough to keep me satisfied
Momma and pops rich
But nigga who am I
Just a guy way too spoiled for a nine to five
Was never good at code-switching
And forgetting
Who I am for some pretty dolla's
I rather do it shit my way, to make my commas
Shades on and I'm seeing things
Visions of me
In Louis V
Laid up
With mansions on mansions
And hoes that are dancers
Convinced that I'm handsome
Cause I got enough bread to pay Donald Trump ransom

Remember crying in the restroom I let nobody see the tears
Looking like a bitch, always been my biggest fear
I was a kid yelling jokes tryna impress my peers
Sometimes that same kid, voice screaming from the rear
About how this it, my one shot I can't miss
Got me treating every beat like a girl I never kissed

So I'm on up on late nights pressing keys that I learned from granny
Pressures on when you the oldest kid of the family
Crazily convinced that I'm exactly what the game may need
The Elhohim, Azia, precious and esteemed

Drop the top and we racing down the PCH
Locking eyes as you run your fingers through my fade
Through my fade through my fade
How could I ever trade
This feeling that I get with you
To f*ck some hoes, impress my dudes
Nah you my boo not talking Halloween
I'm talking us against the world you all I ever need
You got me writing poems just for you to read
Just for you and I to see
You know I hate it when you
Uh
So please girl

Ride with me
Vibe with me
G force fly with me
Times get hard, cry with me, die with me

Cause
You my wife for the night
You my wife for the night

So do it right
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Writer: Mallom Liggon
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Performed By: Mallom
Language: English
Length: 3:48
Written by: Mallom Liggon

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