Prayers for my enemies
I know they sick of me
Hahhahaha chess not checkers
Stalking me, hating
Patiently, waiting
For some shit to happen
Yall will never see the day and
Spreading rumors, saying
Stupid shit, creating
Lies up out they ass yo
I swear that shit is the lamest
Yo job ain't paying
Quarter what I make and you
Tryna stay a float but yo money been sinking
Bank account, fading
In the gutter slaving
Social media celebrity stay faking
I had to step back take a break review myself
Taking care me of me cause I know ain't nobody else
These niggas mad real big
Don't know what I did
I think they really need to go and get some help
Some fuxking help bitch
Talking bout a therapist
Niggas be all hyped over shit that is embarrassing
Sad but hilarious
Who you thought was running shit
Nigga not you
I'm the mother fuxkn president
Prayers for my enemies
I know they sick of me yall
Niggas they ain't stopping me
They waiting on my down fall
I'mma keep thriving
I'mma keep showing up and imma keep shining
Let that hate go you holding
You gone fall in the grave that you digging for me
Lil whino chick out here talking real slick
Looney tune bitch mental illness is yo shit
Love to sip the bottle driving drunk with yo kids
And tell yo fat ass nigga u was tryna suck my dick
Pussy hit
It's legit
Fire like 2 sticks
Never touch that coochi
That shit lit up like a bic
"Like a bic, shit"
Yea trick
Vagina unfit
And you gone get yo ass beat once my sister drop her kid
What's the biz
Yea I'm with
All that rowdy funny shit
I can be out here like Ghandi
I can still get ignorant
I can be like ms Obama
U go low n I go high
But if yall on that petty time I'll show yall folks how high I fly bitch
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Prayers for my enemies
I know they sick of me
Hahhahaha chess not checkers
Stalking me, hating
Patiently, waiting
For some shit to happen
Yall will never see the day and
Spreading rumors, saying
Stupid shit, creating
Lies up out they ass yo
I swear that shit is the lamest
Yo job ain't paying
Quarter what I make and you
Tryna stay a float but yo money been sinking
Bank account, fading
In the gutter slaving
Social media celebrity stay faking
I had to step back take a break review myself
Taking care me of me cause I know ain't nobody else
These niggas mad real big
Don't know what I did
I think they really need to go and get some help
Some fuxking help bitch
Talking bout a therapist
Niggas be all hyped over shit that is embarrassing
Sad but hilarious
Who you thought was running shit
Nigga not you
I'm the mother fuxkn president
Prayers for my enemies
I know they sick of me yall
Niggas they ain't stopping me
They waiting on my down fall
I'mma keep thriving
I'mma keep showing up and imma keep shining
Let that hate go you holding
You gone fall in the grave that you digging for me
Lil whino chick out here talking real slick
Looney tune bitch mental illness is yo shit
Love to sip the bottle driving drunk with yo kids
And tell yo fat ass nigga u was tryna suck my dick
Pussy hit
It's legit
Fire like 2 sticks
Never touch that coochi
That shit lit up like a bic
"Like a bic, shit"
Yea trick
Vagina unfit
And you gone get yo ass beat once my sister drop her kid
What's the biz
Yea I'm with
All that rowdy funny shit
I can be out here like Ghandi
I can still get ignorant
I can be like ms Obama
U go low n I go high
But if yall on that petty time I'll show yall folks how high I fly bitch
I know they sick of me
Hahhahaha chess not checkers
Stalking me, hating
Patiently, waiting
For some shit to happen
Yall will never see the day and
Spreading rumors, saying
Stupid shit, creating
Lies up out they ass yo
I swear that shit is the lamest
Yo job ain't paying
Quarter what I make and you
Tryna stay a float but yo money been sinking
Bank account, fading
In the gutter slaving
Social media celebrity stay faking
I had to step back take a break review myself
Taking care me of me cause I know ain't nobody else
These niggas mad real big
Don't know what I did
I think they really need to go and get some help
Some fuxking help bitch
Talking bout a therapist
Niggas be all hyped over shit that is embarrassing
Sad but hilarious
Who you thought was running shit
Nigga not you
I'm the mother fuxkn president
Prayers for my enemies
I know they sick of me yall
Niggas they ain't stopping me
They waiting on my down fall
I'mma keep thriving
I'mma keep showing up and imma keep shining
Let that hate go you holding
You gone fall in the grave that you digging for me
Lil whino chick out here talking real slick
Looney tune bitch mental illness is yo shit
Love to sip the bottle driving drunk with yo kids
And tell yo fat ass nigga u was tryna suck my dick
Pussy hit
It's legit
Fire like 2 sticks
Never touch that coochi
That shit lit up like a bic
"Like a bic, shit"
Yea trick
Vagina unfit
And you gone get yo ass beat once my sister drop her kid
What's the biz
Yea I'm with
All that rowdy funny shit
I can be out here like Ghandi
I can still get ignorant
I can be like ms Obama
U go low n I go high
But if yall on that petty time I'll show yall folks how high I fly bitch
Writer: Ryan Harris
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid