Desparado
Clap yo hands if u ain't shit
And you might know it
Bad for health
But that don't mean that she won't throw it
Cracked windshields
Still believe in where I'm going
Trapping minutes
I been bagging up the moments
Stealing pendents leave her neckless and it's showing
Chained together ion like the way it's holding
Sometime it feel better wen you know u hopeless
Lose my mind
Sometime
If I have to
At it again
Everytime wen I break news
Got good angles
Even if they coming from bad views
At a again
Everytime wen I break news
Just like religion n jeans
Just Gotta stay true
The high hit different
At the bottom with yo lows
I been racing on the highway
Running tolls
I been geeked since my first yawn
Been going strong
I been writing to myself left a lot wrong
It b hard to keep a grip
With the stock form
Better by myself
That's why I'm left alone
Wanna kick it only wen they need a goal
Touchdown on a bitch that's all she want
Punt after but I wanna give you mo
Down the stretch I know that shit it's 4th n long
I'm in dis bitch Cuz I can't quit to let you know
Lose my mind
Sometime
If I have to
At it again
Everytime wen I break news
Clap yo hands if u ain't shit
And you might know it
Bad for health
But that don't mean that she won't throw it
Cracked windshields
Still believe in where I'm going
Trapping minutes
I been bagging up the moments
Stealing pendents left her neckless and it's showing
Chained together ion like the way it's holding
Sometime it feel better wen you know u hopeless
And you might know it
Bad for health
But that don't mean that she won't throw it
Cracked windshields
Still believe in where I'm going
Trapping minutes
I been bagging up the moments
Stealing pendents leave her neckless and it's showing
Chained together ion like the way it's holding
Sometime it feel better wen you know u hopeless
Lose my mind
Sometime
If I have to
At it again
Everytime wen I break news
Got good angles
Even if they coming from bad views
At a again
Everytime wen I break news
Just like religion n jeans
Just Gotta stay true
The high hit different
At the bottom with yo lows
I been racing on the highway
Running tolls
I been geeked since my first yawn
Been going strong
I been writing to myself left a lot wrong
It b hard to keep a grip
With the stock form
Better by myself
That's why I'm left alone
Wanna kick it only wen they need a goal
Touchdown on a bitch that's all she want
Punt after but I wanna give you mo
Down the stretch I know that shit it's 4th n long
I'm in dis bitch Cuz I can't quit to let you know
Lose my mind
Sometime
If I have to
At it again
Everytime wen I break news
Clap yo hands if u ain't shit
And you might know it
Bad for health
But that don't mean that she won't throw it
Cracked windshields
Still believe in where I'm going
Trapping minutes
I been bagging up the moments
Stealing pendents left her neckless and it's showing
Chained together ion like the way it's holding
Sometime it feel better wen you know u hopeless
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Writer(s): Damion Jones
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