Shouldn't Have Happened

We broke the place, it shouldn't have happened
My tracks delayed, it shouldn't have happened
My racks delayed, it shouldn't have happened
Got a new pack today, I stomp in the booth and we making it happen

Losing my mind I think
I'm going schizo big time
She said that I act like a dick
I told her she welcome to lick mine
My laces created by Rick
I think I'm addicted to red wine
I sip on this shit 'till I piss
And I'm losing my motherfuckin' head, yea

Spoke on me
Spoke on me
Spoke on me
He spoke on me for no reason
I walk with that bitch out of Neiman's
Then hopped in the whip with no key in
A demon
I'm a junkie to music I'm fiending
I'm tired and these vocals is bleeding
I'm tired of deceiving
Just paid a few racks they gon' clean him
I might just delete them
I hop out the jeep to greet them
My brother just told me these tracks was the greatest, I hope he don't leak them

We broke the place, it shouldn't have happened
My tracks delayed, it shouldn't have happened
My racks delayed, it shouldn't have happened
Got a new pack today, I stomp in the booth and we making it happen

Beautiful billions
Shawty got a booty like a billiards ball
You know I'm picking up when the millions call
And we get so high that we will not fall



Credits
Writer(s): Keyan Yousefzadeh
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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