Reborn
Got to take the good with the bad, baby
Fuck, I look like walkin' round these streets lookin' sad
Had to leave you in the past, baby
You gon' hear how I'm gettin' to the bag blowin' money fast,
I hope you pray that I don't crash, baby
Ma, know you're worth, charge a price, then tax
I can't kick my feet up or relax, baby
You know we push that pedal to the motherfuckin max, yeah
I need me a baddie that's a hustler and she tatted up
Say you gettin' money, but that shit to us ain't adding up
Skinny nigga, but you know I need my pockets fat as fuck
She told me that she was single, but you really mad at us
Ain't no friends in this, I thought I told you
If you wanna leave, I won't hold you
Single again, but that shit is old news
Bro, control your demons, they'll control you
Mami like French, I'm a verified shot caller
Mami real thick, need a piece of that peach cobbler
Tu puta, mi perra,I got her by the collar
Cabron, soy tu pai, como Vadar, soy tu father
Cause, niggas really hate that a Guatemalan got a dope flow like this
Bro, I'll take your girls real quick
From the city to the sticks, we got control in this bitch
You know I'm with the shits, yeah
Shout out to my niggas out in Texas
Them boys just like me, they be real reckless
Be worried if you see they plates gettin' out the exit
They told me say the word, now they comin' out to end shit
Lately, I been feelin' real numb, feelin' empty
If I ask chz, he'll bring the clip back empty
Please don't push my buttons big, homie, don't temp me
Don't take disrespect lightly, shit will get real heavy
These hoes all triflin', they'll take the most of you
But they still want all my kids like orphans do
Hate when females start getting real emotional
I don't trust a soul, yeah, bitch, I'm unapproachable
When you left me, mami, I was torn
But just like Jesus, now I'm feelin' reborn
I'll be the bad guy, you could tell them I was wrong
My blood could be boiling ', but outside, I'm lookin' calm, this a thorns
Take the good with the bad, bad with the good
You know you got a
Good with the bad, bad with the good
Bad with the bad, good with the good
You know you got a
Good with the bad, bad with the good
Mi gente, welcome to Thorns
Shoutout to my brother Monty, I got chz in this bitch, oiste
When you know your worth, bro, you don't even really gotta talk shit, oiste
Pa' qu roncar, oiste
No fuimos, dimelo, mi gente
Fuck, I look like walkin' round these streets lookin' sad
Had to leave you in the past, baby
You gon' hear how I'm gettin' to the bag blowin' money fast,
I hope you pray that I don't crash, baby
Ma, know you're worth, charge a price, then tax
I can't kick my feet up or relax, baby
You know we push that pedal to the motherfuckin max, yeah
I need me a baddie that's a hustler and she tatted up
Say you gettin' money, but that shit to us ain't adding up
Skinny nigga, but you know I need my pockets fat as fuck
She told me that she was single, but you really mad at us
Ain't no friends in this, I thought I told you
If you wanna leave, I won't hold you
Single again, but that shit is old news
Bro, control your demons, they'll control you
Mami like French, I'm a verified shot caller
Mami real thick, need a piece of that peach cobbler
Tu puta, mi perra,I got her by the collar
Cabron, soy tu pai, como Vadar, soy tu father
Cause, niggas really hate that a Guatemalan got a dope flow like this
Bro, I'll take your girls real quick
From the city to the sticks, we got control in this bitch
You know I'm with the shits, yeah
Shout out to my niggas out in Texas
Them boys just like me, they be real reckless
Be worried if you see they plates gettin' out the exit
They told me say the word, now they comin' out to end shit
Lately, I been feelin' real numb, feelin' empty
If I ask chz, he'll bring the clip back empty
Please don't push my buttons big, homie, don't temp me
Don't take disrespect lightly, shit will get real heavy
These hoes all triflin', they'll take the most of you
But they still want all my kids like orphans do
Hate when females start getting real emotional
I don't trust a soul, yeah, bitch, I'm unapproachable
When you left me, mami, I was torn
But just like Jesus, now I'm feelin' reborn
I'll be the bad guy, you could tell them I was wrong
My blood could be boiling ', but outside, I'm lookin' calm, this a thorns
Take the good with the bad, bad with the good
You know you got a
Good with the bad, bad with the good
Bad with the bad, good with the good
You know you got a
Good with the bad, bad with the good
Mi gente, welcome to Thorns
Shoutout to my brother Monty, I got chz in this bitch, oiste
When you know your worth, bro, you don't even really gotta talk shit, oiste
Pa' qu roncar, oiste
No fuimos, dimelo, mi gente
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Writer(s): Edwin Escobar
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