Give Me
I sell my soul for a piece of coal for a piece goal and a fucking vision
Fuck any niggas who see it any different
Steady tryina lie on a wave dry for days soul in a grave just so they get paid
No slave No fucking ball
If you don't fall Change like seasons For fucking seasoning
Salt people we ain't sea in them
The wave is fake and it's old You niggas weird for gold
I don't need no kindness
Give me drugs
(Give me)
Fuck ur little love
(Give me)
Fuck ur little hugs
(Give me)
Give me fucking trust
(Give me)
No not yours lies
(Give me)
Give me fucking life
(Give me)
Without a home
(Give me)
What it is like
(Give me)
Bet someone know
(Give me)
Bet someone know
(Give me)
Bet someone know
(Give me)
My ambitions like a fucking kitchen no dishes no pot to fucking piss in ...
Pissy drunk smelling like that skunk ... two niggas never change-up
Get my clout up Reminiscing about the old days
No pay just no ball In fall we fell to the deep end
When on Fuck them bitches and niggas who hated on us
I don't need that Shit
Remember vacuums in the class that use to skip
Remember niggas chasing bullshit
Want be gang gang gang
No Shame No fucking worries
No they not fucking real
No they not original
Say gifted stay lifted tho
Say gifted Stay lifted tho
No they not fucking real
No they not original
I sell my soul for a piece of coal for a piece goal and a fucking vision
Fuck any niggas who see it any different
Steady tryina lie on a wave dry for days soul in a grave just so they get paid
No slave No fucking ball
If you don't fall Change like seasons For fucking seasoning
Salt people we ain't sea in them
The wave is fake and it's old You niggas weird for gold
I don't need no kindness
Give me drugs
(Give me)
Fuck ur little love
(Give me)
Fuck ur little hugs
(Give me)
Give me fucking trust
(Give me)
No not yours lies
(Give me)
Give me fucking life
(Give me)
Without a home
(Give me)
What it is like
(Give me)
Bet someone know
(Give me)
Bet someone know
(Give me)
Bet someone know
(Give me)
Fuck any niggas who see it any different
Steady tryina lie on a wave dry for days soul in a grave just so they get paid
No slave No fucking ball
If you don't fall Change like seasons For fucking seasoning
Salt people we ain't sea in them
The wave is fake and it's old You niggas weird for gold
I don't need no kindness
Give me drugs
(Give me)
Fuck ur little love
(Give me)
Fuck ur little hugs
(Give me)
Give me fucking trust
(Give me)
No not yours lies
(Give me)
Give me fucking life
(Give me)
Without a home
(Give me)
What it is like
(Give me)
Bet someone know
(Give me)
Bet someone know
(Give me)
Bet someone know
(Give me)
My ambitions like a fucking kitchen no dishes no pot to fucking piss in ...
Pissy drunk smelling like that skunk ... two niggas never change-up
Get my clout up Reminiscing about the old days
No pay just no ball In fall we fell to the deep end
When on Fuck them bitches and niggas who hated on us
I don't need that Shit
Remember vacuums in the class that use to skip
Remember niggas chasing bullshit
Want be gang gang gang
No Shame No fucking worries
No they not fucking real
No they not original
Say gifted stay lifted tho
Say gifted Stay lifted tho
No they not fucking real
No they not original
I sell my soul for a piece of coal for a piece goal and a fucking vision
Fuck any niggas who see it any different
Steady tryina lie on a wave dry for days soul in a grave just so they get paid
No slave No fucking ball
If you don't fall Change like seasons For fucking seasoning
Salt people we ain't sea in them
The wave is fake and it's old You niggas weird for gold
I don't need no kindness
Give me drugs
(Give me)
Fuck ur little love
(Give me)
Fuck ur little hugs
(Give me)
Give me fucking trust
(Give me)
No not yours lies
(Give me)
Give me fucking life
(Give me)
Without a home
(Give me)
What it is like
(Give me)
Bet someone know
(Give me)
Bet someone know
(Give me)
Bet someone know
(Give me)
Credits
Writer(s): Lamonte Lucas
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