mami running the top no quiero correr yo quiero volar mami running the top algun dia arriba vamos a llegar miro para abajo no lo puedo creer uh shawty love de verdad? money over btiches pa la calida del tra pegajosa stiky la maria de mamaa y no sabe q hacer si yo estoy muy bien contigo esa weed me da placer estoy en la plaza conmigo hablando de autoquerer me autoboicotee solito porque yo me analice y se q no lo necesito uh q la plata la duplico paso tanto tiempo , y yo sigo siendo chico pero tanto entiendo, en mi mente ya soy rico fook el mono habla x dinero , el pez por la droga mi ñero tu puta sabe q la quiero pero que me quiero primero x eso no estoy en el suelo por eso tengo lo q tengo esfuerzo momento a momento el progreso se ve lentox3 mami de enserio de lo siento analizo movimientos coloco cimientos y acierto mama ya sabe q le miento me da miedo contarle esto 1:42 el tiempo no es de verdad vivo esos momentos en los q no hay sobriedad a mami no vengo a jugar y si me distraigo es porque no se lidiar aa con la puta ansiedad hace q me quiera pero no me enseña a odiar aa mami yo no soy de aca dolly creo q vengo a predicar homie
Woke up but shit don’t feel real Wonder if im really woke or im still Asleep Last night got me feelin ill Popped me a Perc, I know that shit is killin me Drinkin until I can’t feel Smoke up until my demons come out greeting me like Is any of this shit for real? Feel like I’m sora sometimes when I start to think Some demons and I made a deal They give me time and I give them energy angel on my shoulder cold He used to tell me things now I don’t hear him speak Girl on my phone say she love me Why she still say that I know that she lyin to me I got a phone that I pay for with bills But idk why no one callin me I don’t get bent over loneliness I’m better off lonely than fucking with phonies that don’t even know where the money is One day I’ll make it, the problem is I don’t want money, I need the shit I just want peace but I’m good I guess They just want love but that shit isn’t cheap They think they can get it like drugs on the street Niggas are rich and don’t find nobody Most Bitches is stupid that’s why they don’t care They’d rather fuck men and take what they can get Like niggas confide in a thot.. They thought that would ride- When all she wanted was some dick Callin it love lil baby that’s lust She think she a queen but she don’t want a king Baby what came first- the man or the woman? Now I’m not religious but ask god the question Maybe he’ll answer unlike when I ring him That’s why I don’t fuck with that cultist obsession Faith in yourself is my only suggestion Abandon the bullshit they tryna make preference Just watching the news got me thinkin we hopeless For every 10 murders I see something happy Like what is that ratio you tryna show me Fuckin my head up like I’m drinkin woady I feel like I’m holding in too much to cope with But it’s all good I got it Yeah. (Should I record this?)
