Express Myself
Idk what they thought hell nahh aint goin soft
Can I express myself lemme tell you my thoughts
How it feel to take a loss
Can't let dat throw you off
Dat shit a you make crash everytime
Mfkers sour lemons & limes
You gotta stay down n stacc yo dimes
Save up for dem rainy times
Nigga swear dat dey 100 but really niggas be lien
Ian got fa da jappin
Im just tryna live extravagant
Saucin like ranch on salad
Remember sleepin on dem pallets
Sometimes I be wanting a lil bih
Aint gone flauge bout da shit
Yea dat shit be on a nigga mind
But til den im on my grind
I really wanna get me a mill
& a nice house on hills
Somewhere I can start up a family
Had a load of money in da pantry
Thinkin grown but im young ash
Sit bacc n let time tell
It aint no such as hell
Cause we already livin in it
Ain't nun like bein independent
Make yo own plays yea you winning
I just be speakin real wisdom
They be ion really feel em
Just to let yk idgaf
Ik dat I got next up
Gotta stay patient for my spot
I know they wanna see me rot
Cause all these niggas really plot
Put all my pain in da mic
Dats my only way I can vent
Swear I really love dis shit
Can I express myself lemme tell you my thoughts
How it feel to take a loss
Can't let dat throw you off
Dat shit a you make crash everytime
Mfkers sour lemons & limes
You gotta stay down n stacc yo dimes
Save up for dem rainy times
Nigga swear dat dey 100 but really niggas be lien
Ian got fa da jappin
Im just tryna live extravagant
Saucin like ranch on salad
Remember sleepin on dem pallets
Sometimes I be wanting a lil bih
Aint gone flauge bout da shit
Yea dat shit be on a nigga mind
But til den im on my grind
I really wanna get me a mill
& a nice house on hills
Somewhere I can start up a family
Had a load of money in da pantry
Thinkin grown but im young ash
Sit bacc n let time tell
It aint no such as hell
Cause we already livin in it
Ain't nun like bein independent
Make yo own plays yea you winning
I just be speakin real wisdom
They be ion really feel em
Just to let yk idgaf
Ik dat I got next up
Gotta stay patient for my spot
I know they wanna see me rot
Cause all these niggas really plot
Put all my pain in da mic
Dats my only way I can vent
Swear I really love dis shit
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Writer(s): Justin Jordan
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