歌詞

Testa testa Let it redirect ya Me no wanna die upon a stretcher I be talking shit I don't neglect to Speak the truth I'm happily the vector I think I'm the problem y'all been dodgin I be out a pocket not a dolla Make ya shawty scream and shout and holla Tired of feelin sorry I don't bother I sit on my head and start to ponder Why they never take you by the hand Always gotta take ya by the collar Wonder why the sobbing never ends Wakin up from ash and dust They ain't neva met a bitch like me Assassinate the character You gone have to come fight me I am only passenger Pray the lord don't strike me I ain't never ask for much Lame ass niggas don't like me Weak as fuck your out of touch Pray the lord don't strike me Pray the lord don't strike me Pray the lord don't strike me Weak as fuck you're out of touch Pray the lord don't strike me Pray the lord don't strike me Pray the lord don't strike me Pray for me I'm Actin up Black asf Is that enough Now my taxes up Break me off me off a piece of that You know Ima burn em up Placed me on this earth and laughed Told me not to give a fuck I'm black sheep don't follow me Take your seat don't talk to me Don't play games Dont lie to me I don't take shit Dont swallow beef Peep peep peep Third eye on me Beep beep beep Bitch watch for me Wakin up from ash and dust They ain't neva met a bitch like me Assassinate the character You gone have to come fight me I am only passenger Pray the lord don't strike me I ain't never ask for much Lame ass niggas don't like me Weak as fuck you're out of touch Pray the lord don't strike me Pray the lord don't strike me Pray the lord don't strike me Weak as fuck you're out of touch Pray the lord don't strike me Pray the lord don't strike me Pray the lord don't strike me
Writer(s): Louis Bartolini, Lucianna Davis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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