F*ck
Up in the mornin', scratchin' my head thinkin' what was important
Music i make, it could make me a fortune
Heart out my chest, I'm done donating organs
Gave her good sex now she bringin' misfortune
Mad after her, I just tallied the corpses
Niggas be scholars then jump off the porch
Cop Michael kors, so I want me a porsche
Its hella signs I refuse to ignore
Bitches f*ck up and then run back for more
Show her the proof and embarrass this ho
I'm pulling strings like I'm Harrison
I just cherish the light, Thomas Edison bro
The music you make is a sedative
B-bitch, I'll say it again, get repetitive
If my niggas can't go, I'mma let them in
I keep goin', I'm pushin' the pedal Goin' far i ain't for all the settling
Niggas scared of me, cause I be threatenin' spots
Yeah, my fit really cost me a lot
Yeah, my mouth really cost me a lot Niggas mad, I just connect the dots
Niggas mad, they ain't part of the plot
You a hoe, you must think we forgot
We found out the truth, man, you niggas is FU, I was f*ckin' with you, that shit crazy
All of this because your ass was lazy
So you know I'll be screamin' out safety
Because lately I been movin' kinda hasty
Niggas goin', I'm takin' shit serious
You can't see what I do, you oblivious
I can build a whole world like I'm Phineas
Excuse the old me for all of the silly shit
F*ck
F*ck
F*ck
F*ck
Lamaj - Contemplation Lyrics
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F*ck
Up in the mornin', scratchin' my head thinkin' what was important
Music i make, it could make me a fortune
Heart out my chest, I'm done donating organs
Gave her good sex now she bringin' misfortune
Mad after her, I just tallied the corpses
Niggas be scholars then jump off the porch
Cop Michael kors, so I want me a porsche
Its hella signs I refuse to ignore
Bitches f*ck up and then run back for more
Show her the proof and embarrass this ho
I'm pulling strings like I'm Harrison
I just cherish the light, Thomas Edison bro
The music you make is a sedative
B-bitch, I'll say it again, get repetitive
If my niggas can't go, I'mma let them in
I keep goin', I'm pushin' the pedal Goin' far i ain't for all the settling
Niggas scared of me, cause I be threatenin' spots
Yeah, my fit really cost me a lot
Yeah, my mouth really cost me a lot Niggas mad, I just connect the dots
Niggas mad, they ain't part of the plot
You a hoe, you must think we forgot
We found out the truth, man, you niggas is FU, I was f*ckin' with you, that shit crazy
All of this because your ass was lazy
So you know I'll be screamin' out safety
Because lately I been movin' kinda hasty
Niggas goin', I'm takin' shit serious
You can't see what I do, you oblivious
I can build a whole world like I'm Phineas
Excuse the old me for all of the silly shit
F*ck
F*ck
F*ck
F*ck
Up in the mornin', scratchin' my head thinkin' what was important
Music i make, it could make me a fortune
Heart out my chest, I'm done donating organs
Gave her good sex now she bringin' misfortune
Mad after her, I just tallied the corpses
Niggas be scholars then jump off the porch
Cop Michael kors, so I want me a porsche
Its hella signs I refuse to ignore
Bitches f*ck up and then run back for more
Show her the proof and embarrass this ho
I'm pulling strings like I'm Harrison
I just cherish the light, Thomas Edison bro
The music you make is a sedative
B-bitch, I'll say it again, get repetitive
If my niggas can't go, I'mma let them in
I keep goin', I'm pushin' the pedal Goin' far i ain't for all the settling
Niggas scared of me, cause I be threatenin' spots
Yeah, my fit really cost me a lot
Yeah, my mouth really cost me a lot Niggas mad, I just connect the dots
Niggas mad, they ain't part of the plot
You a hoe, you must think we forgot
We found out the truth, man, you niggas is FU, I was f*ckin' with you, that shit crazy
All of this because your ass was lazy
So you know I'll be screamin' out safety
Because lately I been movin' kinda hasty
Niggas goin', I'm takin' shit serious
You can't see what I do, you oblivious
I can build a whole world like I'm Phineas
Excuse the old me for all of the silly shit
F*ck
F*ck
F*ck
F*ck
Writer: Jamal Parker
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