Wabbajack
I love you, Akuma
13, big dreams and an empty wallet,
22, my to-do list looking like "what's your problem?"
I want a girlfriend, big house, couple commas.
Stay loyal, love her, you're not your father.
What I need you can not give me but, sure, give it a try
You say run the city but you're living under my sky
I just fucked little shorty, now I don't want her by my side
You think I'm difficult well, baby, just you wait 'till I cry
Rappers say they run the game but, homie I wanna fly
I got homies hating life and I know they wanna die
I wanna put on for my city take 'em all on a ride
He said "where he come from?" homie, I was risen in fire
Used to be a dissapointment to the fam' and the crew
Or maybe not 'cause my brain told me things that never were true
Akuma been a loner, thank God that it's finally cool
I need attention and affection so i'm crying out wolf
Used to tell me that I wasn't going to be nun'
She ain't got no ass but I hit it like she got one
I keep going dumb! Dumb! Dumb!
IQ31
I been stressing 'bout my life choices like "what have I done?"
Hold up shorty, what up shorty, hold up shorty, what up shorty
Hold up shorty, what up shorty, hold up shorty, what up shorty
I don't cook, but fuck with me and you get baked like a pie.
You say you love me babygirl I knew that was a lie
Too many people dying but how do I keep 'em alive
I wanna do it for my city and the kids who wan' die
Kids who wan' die
Kids who wan' die
Kids who wan' die
Kids who wan' die
You ain't gotta worry bout me, homie, i'm getting paid
You don't see it but just know I'm making moves everyday
Intimidate you by my presence in the motherfucking game.
I had to tell the whole world "it's gon' be okay!"
You know it's DIRTYTWOMINUS in this bitch.
Antwerp's greatest, Belgium's Finest.
Don't get it twisted, home-boy, we about to conquer the world, homie
Imma keep it two Virgils with y'all
DIRTYTWOMINUS about to take over
It's a storm, y'all better duck
You ain't gotta worry bout me, homie, i'm getting paid.
You don't see it but just know i'm making moves everyday
Intimidate you by my presence in the motherfucking game.
I had to tell the whole world "it's gon' be okay!"
13, big dreams and an empty wallet,
22, my to-do list looking like "what's your problem?"
I want a girlfriend, big house, couple commas.
Stay loyal, love her, you're not your father.
What I need you can not give me but, sure, give it a try
You say run the city but you're living under my sky
I just fucked little shorty, now I don't want her by my side
You think I'm difficult well, baby, just you wait 'till I cry
Rappers say they run the game but, homie I wanna fly
I got homies hating life and I know they wanna die
I wanna put on for my city take 'em all on a ride
He said "where he come from?" homie, I was risen in fire
Used to be a dissapointment to the fam' and the crew
Or maybe not 'cause my brain told me things that never were true
Akuma been a loner, thank God that it's finally cool
I need attention and affection so i'm crying out wolf
Used to tell me that I wasn't going to be nun'
She ain't got no ass but I hit it like she got one
I keep going dumb! Dumb! Dumb!
IQ31
I been stressing 'bout my life choices like "what have I done?"
Hold up shorty, what up shorty, hold up shorty, what up shorty
Hold up shorty, what up shorty, hold up shorty, what up shorty
I don't cook, but fuck with me and you get baked like a pie.
You say you love me babygirl I knew that was a lie
Too many people dying but how do I keep 'em alive
I wanna do it for my city and the kids who wan' die
Kids who wan' die
Kids who wan' die
Kids who wan' die
Kids who wan' die
You ain't gotta worry bout me, homie, i'm getting paid
You don't see it but just know I'm making moves everyday
Intimidate you by my presence in the motherfucking game.
I had to tell the whole world "it's gon' be okay!"
You know it's DIRTYTWOMINUS in this bitch.
Antwerp's greatest, Belgium's Finest.
Don't get it twisted, home-boy, we about to conquer the world, homie
Imma keep it two Virgils with y'all
DIRTYTWOMINUS about to take over
It's a storm, y'all better duck
You ain't gotta worry bout me, homie, i'm getting paid.
You don't see it but just know i'm making moves everyday
Intimidate you by my presence in the motherfucking game.
I had to tell the whole world "it's gon' be okay!"
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Writer(s): Shyheim Newell, Zach Ross
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