Geeked n Blessed

I'm leavin' these bitches alone, Cant sip codeine, out of soda bottles, I need
My styrofoam You the one had my back, I won't ever forget it
That's why I call your phone Got the shit out the mud, goin' back to the
Hood That's what I call my home

Tired of bein' all alone bonde number nine, know you got it on
My baby, get really expensive Real deal slime, know it ain't no question
My nigga, I'm standin' on business If you ever need me, you can just call me
If you with it, you know that I'm with it Had me on the bench, now it's time to ball

No takin' me off of my pivot addiction 'fore hunger, I'm stayin' away from
These bitches, they hurtin' my feelings I'm scratchin' and itchin', tryna get away
From the this, it's hurtin' my kidneys Rockin Denim Tears, had to switch it up, I got tired of cryin' amiris, She keep askin if I got bodies, you probably

The feds, just mind your business Shit crazy, yeah, it's too crazy, pop addies
When I feel lazy Real drug abuser, so when I abuse it, all
Around the world act like I'm Jay-Z Just pay me, yeah, fuck you, pay me
Don't want your love, bitch, pay me At the studio day and night, had to tell
The bitch I'm a star in the making
Had to put my phone on DND, the streets keep
Callin' Hit her up for my block number, but she still
Know that these deeski callin' She want a fuckin' im with it, told the bitch
That I'm all in I'ma pick you up, dick it down, drop you off

In the morning, yeah I'ma leave these bitches alone
Cant sip codeine, out of soda bottles, I need my styrofoam
You the one at my back, I wont ever forget it, that's why I call your phone
Got this shit out the mud, go back to the hood, that's what I call my home

Tired of bein' all alone
Bond number nine, know you got it on, my baby get really expensive
Real deal slime, know it ain't no question, my nigga, I'm standin' on business
If you ever need me, you can just call, if you with it, you know that I'm with it

Had me on the bench, now it's time to ball, no takin' me off of my pivot
Can't take me off of my pivot, I really hope that they listen
I tried to save myself for you, cause you the one I be missin
In college, but I might drop out this rap shit, got my attention

Can't work no nine-to-five forever, bitch, I want me a bently
I'm steady chasin' these millions, I gotta go out and get it
I gotta handle my business, they say he come from the trenches
I'n on the road ain't goin' home until I touch me, some chicken

I get you killed for the right price, make sure they won't leave a witness
I'ma leave these b****** alone
Cant sip codeine, out of soda bottles, I need my styrofoam
You the one at my back, I wont ever forget it, that's why I call your phone

Got this shit out the mud, goin' back to the hood, that's what I call my home
Tired of bein' all alone
Bond number nine, know you got it on, my baby get really expensive
Real deal slime, know it ain't no question, my nigga, I'm standin' on business

If you ever need me, you can just call, if you with it, you know that I'm with it
Had me on the bench, now it's time to ball, no takin' me off of my pivot



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Writer(s): Dmo C
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