Stampede

Ooh, woah
Ooh, woah

Lil' bitch I hate your face, y'all movin' fake
Like what the fuck is fate? I'mma do this shit my way
Y'all movin' round like snakes, from now on I ain't showin' my face
Y'all movin' round like snakes, bitch I need a rake
And fuck all that commotion, that shit ain't worth my time
If you ain't seeing motion, motherfucker you can't grind
And I don't wanna see you moping, you don't even fucking try
And you ain't bout to see me choking, I don't even fucking cry

Bitch I already wasted too much of my time
Spent too much time last year just getting too high
Didn't wanna be grounded, I just wanted to fly
I'm kinda astounded that I didn't die
Real or fake, yeah
I done seen things I can't shake, yeah
Shit, real or fake, yeah
I been back and forth to space, yeah
Yeah, let's set a scene, yeah
Most of these motherfuckers mean, yeah
They hating behind all these screens
While I be working all day like a god damn machine
Yeah, and fuck all that greed, yeah
We do this shit cause we dream, yeah
And this shit always been a race, but now it feel like a stampede, yeah

Ooh, woah
Ooh, woah

Lil' bitch I hate your face, y'all movin' fake
Like what the fuck is fate? I'mma do this shit my way
Y'all movin' round like snakes, from now on I ain't showin' my face
Y'all movin' round like snakes, bitch I need a rake
And fuck all that commotion, that shit ain't worth my time
If you ain't seeing motion, motherfucker you can't grind
And I don't wanna see you moping, you don't even fucking try
And you ain't bout to see me choking, I don't even fucking cry



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Writer(s): Solomon Morningstar
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