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(What do you desire?)
Bird business, double B shit
It ain't nun' else, fuck everything else, fuck everybody, brrr
You'll never be style with us, never
Hey
Your face is beautiful, body magnificent
I'm off that Schedule II, you take my energy
(You just take it all, haha)
(Bird business, shit ain't nun' bigger than it, yeah)
Big pointers my diamonds, I think my shit be changin' the climate
I'm still on the bottom, to the top climbin'
What about all the kids that I'm out here influencin'?
Takin' all of these drugs, gotta tell they parents that they usin'
I just tell 'em to be smart, you can't be out here abusin'
How the fuck we gon' be lowkey when you out just postin' my music?
Say, lil' brother, how that's yo' piece?
When the bitch go outside, she be choosin'
(That's a damn shame, keep yo' head up though, lil' brother)
I love it when it rain, they don't understand all my pain
And the greed that I been through
(It really fucked up my mental state, it got me rantin' on IG)
(I'm only human though, come on)
Takin' all of these drugs, gotta tell they parents that they usin'
I just tell 'em to be smart, you can't be out here abusin'
How the fuck we gon' be lowkey when you out just postin' my music?
Say, lil' brother, how that's yo' piece?
When the bitch go outside, she be choosin'
(That's a damn shame, keep yo' head up though, lil' brother)
I love it when it rain, they don't understand all my pain
And the greed that I been through
(It really fucked up my mental state, it got me rantin' on IG)
(I'm only human though, come on)
Gotta have a sit-down wit' my lil' sis
Fuckin' wit' these clowns, let 'em break your heart, I'ma blow 'em down
Yeah, yeah
Old friends hit me up when I'm in town
This bitch act like she don't want me, but I know that she down
You can hear it all through my music, all these painkillers that I'm usin'
Why the hell they don't understand my pain?
They don't understand my struggle, young nigga really hustle
Got this shit up out the gutter, got this shit off the muscle
I don't wanna have no tussle
I remember Mom and Daddy fussin'
Out late, he was clubbin'
I took advantage of my Momma, really had her ass strugglin'
Fuckin' wit' these clowns, let 'em break your heart, I'ma blow 'em down
Yeah, yeah
Old friends hit me up when I'm in town
This bitch act like she don't want me, but I know that she down
You can hear it all through my music, all these painkillers that I'm usin'
Why the hell they don't understand my pain?
They don't understand my struggle, young nigga really hustle
Got this shit up out the gutter, got this shit off the muscle
I don't wanna have no tussle
I remember Mom and Daddy fussin'
Out late, he was clubbin'
I took advantage of my Momma, really had her ass strugglin'
Tryna raise four kids, you know how deep that shit get
You don't know my story
(Yeah, you really don't)
227 East Peach, where it all started
Lost soul, I'm so dark-hearted
Wonderin' if I'll ever see forty
Tryna break through this curse
They put Brenda in a hearse, can't let 'em put me in the dirt
The words you really said hurt, you tried to shit on me first
You don't know my story
(Yeah, you really don't)
227 East Peach, where it all started
Lost soul, I'm so dark-hearted
Wonderin' if I'll ever see forty
Tryna break through this curse
They put Brenda in a hearse, can't let 'em put me in the dirt
The words you really said hurt, you tried to shit on me first
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