Madness
King YNGN
Baby Libra, still
Counting money still, f*ck a record deal
Still gon make it where I wanted, ain't got time to heal
F*cking drank spilled, my heart is in the hills
Where the madness resides, where its nothing -
Where its nothing real, all these bitches plastic
I woke up in -
F*ck, ion know what happened
F*cking mind foggy, bitches out here want me
Had that bitch, I turned her out and turned her too my hobby
Landed back in Houston, we touching down in Hobby
Came from somewhere I don't know how to pronounce hardly
Choppers riding right behind us, we ain't talking Harleys
Walked in late, the timing obvious but please pardon me
Taste like cigarettes and sex, baby
Love is in the air hold your breathe, baby
You know I can take you from the mess, baby
Straight out them apartments to a jet, baby
Supersonic flow, ain't sippin on tonic bro
Sippin on what you can't touch and you can't find it bro
Kicking back and playing Wheezy, Collegrove
Made it here you ain't believe me, Its how it go
Life crazy, In the telly half naked
Smelling like some shit you'd pick up, a different strain
Eyes hazy, could give a f*ck, Shady made me
Hit the corner on the bitch for slamming my Mercedes, pimpin
Madness
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Madness
King YNGN
Baby Libra, still
Counting money still, f*ck a record deal
Still gon make it where I wanted, ain't got time to heal
F*cking drank spilled, my heart is in the hills
Where the madness resides, where its nothing -
Where its nothing real, all these bitches plastic
I woke up in -
F*ck, ion know what happened
F*cking mind foggy, bitches out here want me
Had that bitch, I turned her out and turned her too my hobby
Landed back in Houston, we touching down in Hobby
Came from somewhere I don't know how to pronounce hardly
Choppers riding right behind us, we ain't talking Harleys
Walked in late, the timing obvious but please pardon me
Taste like cigarettes and sex, baby
Love is in the air hold your breathe, baby
You know I can take you from the mess, baby
Straight out them apartments to a jet, baby
Supersonic flow, ain't sippin on tonic bro
Sippin on what you can't touch and you can't find it bro
Kicking back and playing Wheezy, Collegrove
Made it here you ain't believe me, Its how it go
Life crazy, In the telly half naked
Smelling like some shit you'd pick up, a different strain
Eyes hazy, could give a f*ck, Shady made me
Hit the corner on the bitch for slamming my Mercedes, pimpin
Madness
King YNGN
Baby Libra, still
Counting money still, f*ck a record deal
Still gon make it where I wanted, ain't got time to heal
F*cking drank spilled, my heart is in the hills
Where the madness resides, where its nothing -
Where its nothing real, all these bitches plastic
I woke up in -
F*ck, ion know what happened
F*cking mind foggy, bitches out here want me
Had that bitch, I turned her out and turned her too my hobby
Landed back in Houston, we touching down in Hobby
Came from somewhere I don't know how to pronounce hardly
Choppers riding right behind us, we ain't talking Harleys
Walked in late, the timing obvious but please pardon me
Taste like cigarettes and sex, baby
Love is in the air hold your breathe, baby
You know I can take you from the mess, baby
Straight out them apartments to a jet, baby
Supersonic flow, ain't sippin on tonic bro
Sippin on what you can't touch and you can't find it bro
Kicking back and playing Wheezy, Collegrove
Made it here you ain't believe me, Its how it go
Life crazy, In the telly half naked
Smelling like some shit you'd pick up, a different strain
Eyes hazy, could give a f*ck, Shady made me
Hit the corner on the bitch for slamming my Mercedes, pimpin
Madness
Writer: Youssef Abed
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