Okay okay
Keep that Paryo
Why these lame bitches wanna play me?
No Herbo but they motherf*ckin' swerved me
Thinking about how they ain't even deserve me
Now I'm here counting all these hunnids
'Cause I gotta count for something
Can't amount to nothing
Always tripping bout certain things
That don't matter so I tune em out
I turn on the games and let brains splatter
Da-da-da-da yeah you will meet your maker
Look I've had enough you treated me rough
All those times you said I love you
I knew it was bluff
I just gotta chill and hit this blunt
'Cause I wasted so much time on someone really might fine
That wouldn't even hit my line
FPC deserves better
Came out from the gutter
Didn't have it all
But I'm still standing tall
Found a passion for rapping
Hate the haters that's acting
And the rappers that cappin
Aye aye
I don't know why I try and say the things I say
When no one will ever listen
I just try and live my life
Why these lame bitches wanna play me?
No Herbo but they motherf*ckin' swerved me
Thinking about how they ain't even deserve me
Now I'm here counting all these hunnids
'Cause I gotta count for something
Can't amount to nothing
Always tripping bout certain things
That don't matter so I tune em out
I turn on the games and let brains splatter
Da-da-da-da yeah you will meet your maker
Aye don't mess wit the kid
I wear my heart on my sleeve
I can't not breathe think I needa relax
Smoke on this gas
Leave the dumb shit in the past
I can't let no dumb bitch
Get in my way I'm dumb rich
And I'm always stacking these bricks
Thought I was down and out
But nah mothaf*cka I'm up
These bitches thought they got me
Nah I these got stitches on my heart
I been through battles got a Purple Heart
I remember who the f*ck I am
I reign supreme
Why should I love these girls?
When all the done is ruin me
I don't know why I try
Might as well go crazy
Why these lame bitches wanna play me?
No Herbo but they motherf*ckin' swerved me
Thinking about how they ain't even deserve me
Now I'm here counting all these hunnids
'Cause I gotta count for something
Can't amount to nothing
Always tripping bout certain things
That don't matter so I tune em out
I turn on the games and let brains splatter
Da-da-da-da yeah you will meet your maker
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Okay okay
Keep that Paryo
Why these lame bitches wanna play me?
No Herbo but they motherf*ckin' swerved me
Thinking about how they ain't even deserve me
Now I'm here counting all these hunnids
'Cause I gotta count for something
Can't amount to nothing
Always tripping bout certain things
That don't matter so I tune em out
I turn on the games and let brains splatter
Da-da-da-da yeah you will meet your maker
Look I've had enough you treated me rough
All those times you said I love you
I knew it was bluff
I just gotta chill and hit this blunt
'Cause I wasted so much time on someone really might fine
That wouldn't even hit my line
FPC deserves better
Came out from the gutter
Didn't have it all
But I'm still standing tall
Found a passion for rapping
Hate the haters that's acting
And the rappers that cappin
Aye aye
I don't know why I try and say the things I say
When no one will ever listen
I just try and live my life
Why these lame bitches wanna play me?
No Herbo but they motherf*ckin' swerved me
Thinking about how they ain't even deserve me
Now I'm here counting all these hunnids
'Cause I gotta count for something
Can't amount to nothing
Always tripping bout certain things
That don't matter so I tune em out
I turn on the games and let brains splatter
Da-da-da-da yeah you will meet your maker
Aye don't mess wit the kid
I wear my heart on my sleeve
I can't not breathe think I needa relax
Smoke on this gas
Leave the dumb shit in the past
I can't let no dumb bitch
Get in my way I'm dumb rich
And I'm always stacking these bricks
Thought I was down and out
But nah mothaf*cka I'm up
These bitches thought they got me
Nah I these got stitches on my heart
I been through battles got a Purple Heart
I remember who the f*ck I am
I reign supreme
Why should I love these girls?
When all the done is ruin me
I don't know why I try
Might as well go crazy
Why these lame bitches wanna play me?
No Herbo but they motherf*ckin' swerved me
Thinking about how they ain't even deserve me
Now I'm here counting all these hunnids
'Cause I gotta count for something
Can't amount to nothing
Always tripping bout certain things
That don't matter so I tune em out
I turn on the games and let brains splatter
Da-da-da-da yeah you will meet your maker
Keep that Paryo
Why these lame bitches wanna play me?
No Herbo but they motherf*ckin' swerved me
Thinking about how they ain't even deserve me
Now I'm here counting all these hunnids
'Cause I gotta count for something
Can't amount to nothing
Always tripping bout certain things
That don't matter so I tune em out
I turn on the games and let brains splatter
Da-da-da-da yeah you will meet your maker
Look I've had enough you treated me rough
All those times you said I love you
I knew it was bluff
I just gotta chill and hit this blunt
'Cause I wasted so much time on someone really might fine
That wouldn't even hit my line
FPC deserves better
Came out from the gutter
Didn't have it all
But I'm still standing tall
Found a passion for rapping
Hate the haters that's acting
And the rappers that cappin
Aye aye
I don't know why I try and say the things I say
When no one will ever listen
I just try and live my life
Why these lame bitches wanna play me?
No Herbo but they motherf*ckin' swerved me
Thinking about how they ain't even deserve me
Now I'm here counting all these hunnids
'Cause I gotta count for something
Can't amount to nothing
Always tripping bout certain things
That don't matter so I tune em out
I turn on the games and let brains splatter
Da-da-da-da yeah you will meet your maker
Aye don't mess wit the kid
I wear my heart on my sleeve
I can't not breathe think I needa relax
Smoke on this gas
Leave the dumb shit in the past
I can't let no dumb bitch
Get in my way I'm dumb rich
And I'm always stacking these bricks
Thought I was down and out
But nah mothaf*cka I'm up
These bitches thought they got me
Nah I these got stitches on my heart
I been through battles got a Purple Heart
I remember who the f*ck I am
I reign supreme
Why should I love these girls?
When all the done is ruin me
I don't know why I try
Might as well go crazy
Why these lame bitches wanna play me?
No Herbo but they motherf*ckin' swerved me
Thinking about how they ain't even deserve me
Now I'm here counting all these hunnids
'Cause I gotta count for something
Can't amount to nothing
Always tripping bout certain things
That don't matter so I tune em out
I turn on the games and let brains splatter
Da-da-da-da yeah you will meet your maker
Writer: Kevin Blair Jr
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