Loop

I never need a why to step
I never need an eye witness
I never need a funky bitch
Because I clean my own kitchen
Them hittas rattle snake rattles
Amputate they head no forgiveness
That shit is dead if we living
It's certain things can't be given
There ain't no backup
I do not know of a plan B
How 'bout we pack ya
Since you say you getting the green
Bae where ya passport
We about to go overseas
Right to your favorite A-vacation
With my canine Pimp C
Okay we living that life
In my head in my room
Either get it or die trying
Ain't no others to choose
Aye with a pick like that
It's gon' be hard to lose
I got the Lord as my rock
That's paper scissors bad news
Got you everywhere except inside ya body
Found a few mistakes
Then turned it to a hobby
Go trending all you want
But you'll never see me copy
I got my own circle don't want to be
Looped up ya toxic

Round and round we go
I need to get away to new people
I don't want to be identical
Round and round we go
I need to get away to new people
I don't want to be identical
Round and round we go
I need to get away to new people
But I'm still the root of everybody
Before me

Yeah we the ones with the cause
Come try to turn us to caucus
Don't try to put it on pause
Press play and keep bopping
And we always break the law
Spiritual law exercising
What a blessing to wake up
In your own acres of diamonds
If I eat the same food
Then I get the same shit
Switch my diet to blue hundreds
And J Hunnid music
Never been the one to give up
But some things I should quit
Like letting hungry hoes
Get a bite of this dick (Hahaha)

Round and round we go
I need to get away to new people
I don't want to be identical
Round and round we go
I need to get away to new people
But I'm still the root of everybody
Before me



Credits
Writer(s): Armon Haynes
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