I Wish You Would

Back then I use to find the joy in this rap shit
I made a couple dollars in the backend
I want a double m and a mansion
Before the melodies we was rapping
Rappers rather sing what is happening
Is there really love with no passion
I started with a dream now it's action wait
I might swing like Cassius to you bastards
Make them casper when they catch these hands
Fly like Jetson in a Ashton never crashing
Still advancing despite your scams
I just ball no distraction when I practice I be cashing I got game
You bash my name I put a ransom
Let the wraith come will the mac-10 jam
Bang bang bang
I was raised in the west
Moved to Sugarland cause pops wanted best
Knuck if you buck never good with a threat
Come at the king leave my foot on your neck
Need peace of mind my mind been a wreck
I could never let you leave me a mess
Momma said pray and move like the best
I done seen hell hope heaven is next stress to success
Had to offer all this copper dollar gain this knowledge
Back in college mocha coffee
Can't be Carlton more a problem
Kenny Lofton stealing bases count your losses
Back in Austin season autumn leaves are falling
Hit the bottom no more stalling
I been balling hoes been calling
Causing problems out of pocket let me blossom

Hold up I been good
Trying to knock me off my shit
I wish you would
I'm talking bout hold up I been good
Miss me with that bullshit

Bitch I'm the mother fucking don
Hottest in my city I keep winter on my arm
Bitches start the choosing when they see me in the foreign
Ever verse I spit Flex gone have to drop a bomb keep it calm
Ain't a star but we shining so you comet like we are
I'm a Flygerian so they thinking I'm a fraud
I can't stop order lemon pepper eat it by the bar
Every lost made me stronger I just try to right my wrongs
Had to move without
All you mother fucker's that sold me out
I been in the gym going pound for pound
Fury like I'm Bryan I'll beat you down
You can get the tek even out of bounds
I see you as joke in a room of clowns
Uncle on the corner with a forty ounce
Give her twenty bucks to make her titties bounce
Got a quarter ounce trying to smoke it out
What's your life about unc?
He said freedom I don't reason with any of y'all
Could care less of y'all
I drink a lot of booze smoke a loosie too
The life I live don't amount to you
Little nigga I get bitches too
I wish you would try to kill my groove

Hold up I been good
Trying to knock me off my shit
I wish you would
I'm talking bout hold up I been good
Miss me with that bullshit
Hold up I been good
Trying to knock me off my shit
I wish you would
I'm talking bout hold up I been good
Miss me with that bullshit



Credits
Writer(s): Raven Haynes
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