Bitch I can't be part of no religion, to much of a sinner
Wish I wasn't on these drugs, but shit, they turned me to a winner
Live inside my room, inside my head, I might be going crazy
Hoes think that they know me, but I don't know my own f*cking self
Bitch I'm like a poet and the paper is this tussin beat
Finally found a passion that be spitting so much of this heat
Why you switch up on me when I needed all the f*cking help?
Don't you be a bitch I don't need that inside my f*cking life
Bitch I can't be part of no religion, to much of a sinner
Wish I wasn't on these drugs, but shit, they turned me to a winner
Live inside my room, inside my head, I might be going crazy
Hoes think that they know me, but I don't know my own f*cking self
Bitch I'm like a poet and the paper is this tussin beat
Finally found a passion that be spitting so much of this heat
Why you switch up on me when I needed all the f*cking help?
Don't you be a bitch I don't need that inside my f*cking life
Smoked my whole cart, last night don't even remember anything
Brain is fried as f*ck, I hear it sizzle when I'm high as shit
Got your ex hoe calling me right after you
And her broke up
Bitch I'm pouring 4, this shit wock this not no maple syrup
Styro - MAPLE SYRUP Lyrics
Styro - MAPLE SYRUP Lyrics
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Bitch I can't be part of no religion, to much of a sinner
Wish I wasn't on these drugs, but shit, they turned me to a winner
Live inside my room, inside my head, I might be going crazy
Hoes think that they know me, but I don't know my own f*cking self
Bitch I'm like a poet and the paper is this tussin beat
Finally found a passion that be spitting so much of this heat
Why you switch up on me when I needed all the f*cking help?
Don't you be a bitch I don't need that inside my f*cking life
Bitch I can't be part of no religion, to much of a sinner
Wish I wasn't on these drugs, but shit, they turned me to a winner
Live inside my room, inside my head, I might be going crazy
Hoes think that they know me, but I don't know my own f*cking self
Bitch I'm like a poet and the paper is this tussin beat
Finally found a passion that be spitting so much of this heat
Why you switch up on me when I needed all the f*cking help?
Don't you be a bitch I don't need that inside my f*cking life
Smoked my whole cart, last night don't even remember anything
Brain is fried as f*ck, I hear it sizzle when I'm high as shit
Got your ex hoe calling me right after you
And her broke up
Bitch I'm pouring 4, this shit wock this not no maple syrup
Wish I wasn't on these drugs, but shit, they turned me to a winner
Live inside my room, inside my head, I might be going crazy
Hoes think that they know me, but I don't know my own f*cking self
Bitch I'm like a poet and the paper is this tussin beat
Finally found a passion that be spitting so much of this heat
Why you switch up on me when I needed all the f*cking help?
Don't you be a bitch I don't need that inside my f*cking life
Bitch I can't be part of no religion, to much of a sinner
Wish I wasn't on these drugs, but shit, they turned me to a winner
Live inside my room, inside my head, I might be going crazy
Hoes think that they know me, but I don't know my own f*cking self
Bitch I'm like a poet and the paper is this tussin beat
Finally found a passion that be spitting so much of this heat
Why you switch up on me when I needed all the f*cking help?
Don't you be a bitch I don't need that inside my f*cking life
Smoked my whole cart, last night don't even remember anything
Brain is fried as f*ck, I hear it sizzle when I'm high as shit
Got your ex hoe calling me right after you
And her broke up
Bitch I'm pouring 4, this shit wock this not no maple syrup
Writer: styro (writer/rapper)
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