j doms tatts... slint şarkı sözleri

Niggas say I act too self centered Can't even stand around me Clown me imma drink a fifth of Hen And tell them crown me bow down kiss the ring Self conflicted filled prescriptions Been neglecting what's important I don't wanna get off topic Too damn tired to be tippy toeing Rough & rugged that's yo persona Selfish is my best trait being selfless wasn't working So I dropped weight hesitate to pull the trigger Nigga please nevermind f*ck that nigga squeeze Imma turn his brains into Minute Maid 60 seconds til the pig parade it would be a shame If a black man shot a cop right here in broad day Call it murder on broadway cameras flashing no Kanye Momma always kept my head straight Pops was never in the picture frame Tryna itch a fix tryna send a diss It's like we too afraid to talk It's like we friends but now we not It's like we cool and then we hot It's like we too afraid to It's like we too afraid to talk still Tatts up on my sleeve I'm heartless Broken soul left forgotten f*ck yo trending topic And f*ck Dripp for ghosting me took my money and ran I know we all get depressed but nigga act like a man You prolly drunk off the Henny or busy making some plans How bout you keep yo word before I diss you again You a wannabe rapper Imma rapper you wannabe Thanks to you I got this verse off in a couple of tweets It's like we too afraid to talk it's like we still It's like we friends but now we not It's like we coo until we not It's like we too afraid to talk It's like we too afraid to talk still Seeing is believing ever meet a demon Imma rap heathen tryna make a couple bucks with the rhyme healing Niggas stealing jacking swag that I invented I ain't copyright it but y'all writing sound diminished Dripp Tylo & that nigga Critic y'all posing like a gimmick I'm running Miles ahead of T and why So Hundo never drop shit They both the homies but I treat this like a competition My songs is like my kids and yeah we sonning 502 MB Cobi Shane Borné August Grantt I'm only here to save the day I Slint my wrist for this like I was leaving breadcrumbs you niggas dead wrong
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