Everyday is a blessing
Try to make it work
I give my thanks to my mom's
She got me first
Then my kids and their moms
Cause they know I need them
Right hand to my father
I would never leave them
Sometimes
We get wild I be on my demon
Other time
We be loving
I be shooting semen
I be loving all the faces
When the coochie creamin
On the edge of the bed
I see that she been fiening
They be hating
Cause they know
What I'm about nigga
I be dolly in these streets
Not a couch nigga
Who cares
Who been shooting
I'm going out nigga
They got guns
I got guns
Bring them out nigga
I ain't fighting over bitches
Ya some f*ckin goofys
If she f*ckin,
She a smut
She a f*ckin groupy
She belongs to the street
Ain't no f*ck boobie
Ya niggas dying
Over bitches
There's were ya f*ckin loss me
Got these voices in my head
They telling me to kill
Everybody rappers now
But none you rappers real
So what you from that side
That don't me you bang
Ok you stay and the buildings
That don't mean you gang
Ya girl taxes
Put you on
That don't me you slang
And you never hit her back
Cause you a f*cking lame
I built this all from the ground
I ain't have no help
Most you nigga
Had ya bitch
I did this all myself
No passenger princess
Just me and Tina
That white girl
Betty crocker
It's all gasolina
No more circle
My pockets swollen
And I'm getting greener
They say I'm cocky
But I'm coo
I just change demeanor
Alot time
I don't wasted
I can't get it back
I lost pops
All my bros
But we still attracted
So living for my niggas
That's a f*ck fact
Noise, milli, p, 1
Lux my baby staxxx....
VinnyVeg - Kill My Light Lyrics
VinnyVeg - Kill My Light Lyrics
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Everyday is a blessing
Try to make it work
I give my thanks to my mom's
She got me first
Then my kids and their moms
Cause they know I need them
Right hand to my father
I would never leave them
Sometimes
We get wild I be on my demon
Other time
We be loving
I be shooting semen
I be loving all the faces
When the coochie creamin
On the edge of the bed
I see that she been fiening
They be hating
Cause they know
What I'm about nigga
I be dolly in these streets
Not a couch nigga
Who cares
Who been shooting
I'm going out nigga
They got guns
I got guns
Bring them out nigga
I ain't fighting over bitches
Ya some f*ckin goofys
If she f*ckin,
She a smut
She a f*ckin groupy
She belongs to the street
Ain't no f*ck boobie
Ya niggas dying
Over bitches
There's were ya f*ckin loss me
Got these voices in my head
They telling me to kill
Everybody rappers now
But none you rappers real
So what you from that side
That don't me you bang
Ok you stay and the buildings
That don't mean you gang
Ya girl taxes
Put you on
That don't me you slang
And you never hit her back
Cause you a f*cking lame
I built this all from the ground
I ain't have no help
Most you nigga
Had ya bitch
I did this all myself
No passenger princess
Just me and Tina
That white girl
Betty crocker
It's all gasolina
No more circle
My pockets swollen
And I'm getting greener
They say I'm cocky
But I'm coo
I just change demeanor
Alot time
I don't wasted
I can't get it back
I lost pops
All my bros
But we still attracted
So living for my niggas
That's a f*ck fact
Noise, milli, p, 1
Lux my baby staxxx....
Try to make it work
I give my thanks to my mom's
She got me first
Then my kids and their moms
Cause they know I need them
Right hand to my father
I would never leave them
Sometimes
We get wild I be on my demon
Other time
We be loving
I be shooting semen
I be loving all the faces
When the coochie creamin
On the edge of the bed
I see that she been fiening
They be hating
Cause they know
What I'm about nigga
I be dolly in these streets
Not a couch nigga
Who cares
Who been shooting
I'm going out nigga
They got guns
I got guns
Bring them out nigga
I ain't fighting over bitches
Ya some f*ckin goofys
If she f*ckin,
She a smut
She a f*ckin groupy
She belongs to the street
Ain't no f*ck boobie
Ya niggas dying
Over bitches
There's were ya f*ckin loss me
Got these voices in my head
They telling me to kill
Everybody rappers now
But none you rappers real
So what you from that side
That don't me you bang
Ok you stay and the buildings
That don't mean you gang
Ya girl taxes
Put you on
That don't me you slang
And you never hit her back
Cause you a f*cking lame
I built this all from the ground
I ain't have no help
Most you nigga
Had ya bitch
I did this all myself
No passenger princess
Just me and Tina
That white girl
Betty crocker
It's all gasolina
No more circle
My pockets swollen
And I'm getting greener
They say I'm cocky
But I'm coo
I just change demeanor
Alot time
I don't wasted
I can't get it back
I lost pops
All my bros
But we still attracted
So living for my niggas
That's a f*ck fact
Noise, milli, p, 1
Lux my baby staxxx....
Writer: McKever Brown
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