Burb S**t Symphony II
Yeah, look
Tag on your soul everybody got a price
I fucked her even though she said that I am not her type, yeah
I been chillin' in the studio overnight
Fuck what you be selling, I ain't buying, that be overpriced
I might die tomorrow, fuck it Imma go and roll the dice
I might go and fuck a bitch that I don't even know tonight
Fuck it, I been sipping bourbon Getting faded off the Jim
Yeah they sent shots at me
But it bounced off the rim, han
Yea your sound getting dim
I'm a hound, I'm a pit
Been to hell and back
Say hello to Mr. Grim
Clarity here, ain't going away
Realized wasted talent like Ciroc down the drain
I'm like Kobe when I aim
Going straight up thru my
Lane
So insane 'till 'I learned my voice my novacane
No more coping with my pain
So I wrote this for my people
Truly feel me all the same
Swear I'm never gonna fade
Uh, yeah, look
I'm the type of man that's gon give you what you need
All these bitches wonder what the fuck is up with me
Shit, if it was up to me I'd probably let you fuck for free
But now my stock is rising up so Imma up the fee
Up the fee, now we go through customs, see
All the places in my dreams, yeah we really living free
Never worried bout a dollar, hunting guala how it be
Timeless, private
When we fly out the island
(Yo Jay, ain't these bitches seeming petty now?)
Word, back then she ain't wanna fuck me but she ready now
Me and Steady got the bag, shit be getting heavy now
Wow, ain't no rapper or no bitch can ever get me down
Pfff, nah
Can't get me down
I'm still high up in the clouds
Another eight blazed chasing money not the clout
Imma stay on pace
Long race, fuck a drought
No, you can't shut me out
Nope
No, you can't shut me out
Imma close it, Mariano
I might fly across the motherfucking Verizano
Fuck it, we be getting violent
Why the fuck you wildin?
You be snitching, bitch
We been staying silent
Tag on your soul everybody got a price
I fucked her even though she said that I am not her type, yeah
I been chillin' in the studio overnight
Fuck what you be selling, I ain't buying, that be overpriced
I might die tomorrow, fuck it Imma go and roll the dice
I might go and fuck a bitch that I don't even know tonight
Fuck it, I been sipping bourbon Getting faded off the Jim
Yeah they sent shots at me
But it bounced off the rim, han
Yea your sound getting dim
I'm a hound, I'm a pit
Been to hell and back
Say hello to Mr. Grim
Clarity here, ain't going away
Realized wasted talent like Ciroc down the drain
I'm like Kobe when I aim
Going straight up thru my
Lane
So insane 'till 'I learned my voice my novacane
No more coping with my pain
So I wrote this for my people
Truly feel me all the same
Swear I'm never gonna fade
Uh, yeah, look
I'm the type of man that's gon give you what you need
All these bitches wonder what the fuck is up with me
Shit, if it was up to me I'd probably let you fuck for free
But now my stock is rising up so Imma up the fee
Up the fee, now we go through customs, see
All the places in my dreams, yeah we really living free
Never worried bout a dollar, hunting guala how it be
Timeless, private
When we fly out the island
(Yo Jay, ain't these bitches seeming petty now?)
Word, back then she ain't wanna fuck me but she ready now
Me and Steady got the bag, shit be getting heavy now
Wow, ain't no rapper or no bitch can ever get me down
Pfff, nah
Can't get me down
I'm still high up in the clouds
Another eight blazed chasing money not the clout
Imma stay on pace
Long race, fuck a drought
No, you can't shut me out
Nope
No, you can't shut me out
Imma close it, Mariano
I might fly across the motherfucking Verizano
Fuck it, we be getting violent
Why the fuck you wildin?
You be snitching, bitch
We been staying silent
Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Ardita
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