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Joshua Newkirk
Joshua Newkirk
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Mel Lennon
Mel Lennon
Producer

Lyrics

(Hold up) Glitter ain't gold Bitch that's just glitter what glitter ain't gold You do as your told We all came from clay but I break the mold Disrespect getting old Like bitches and niggas ain't down down like ten toes Don't get contoured like noses Like that shit stuck up Don't get yourself folded up Cuz I Light up the scene like red Beamers Know I make shawty a screamer Only live once in this life So fuck who want fuck up my vibe Talk to me nice Won't ask twice Don't trip stay aligned don't fuck my vibe Niggas know Bitch I'mma look like 300 Bitch if I want it I just speak up on it Bitch made this beat then I tweak all up on it Damn I been fucked up for letting up Dry ass well wishes a less nigga wet it up You are not on my search Bitch can't even Google you You are not my search What time is this worth Sure fire way to get your face on merch But I digress Fuck all this stress I'm not the best I'm the baddest Fuck it make me a bad guy Aquarius Capricorn Leo Dat vibe If I'm late you on time Cuz I I just wanna make life grand for my friends I just wanna give back to the common man I just wanna be the peace that I wanna see I just wanna be kind but yall be killing me so I Light up the scene like red Beamers Know I make shawty a screamer Only live once in this life So fuck who want fuck up my vibe Talk to me nice Won't ask twice Don't trip stay aligned don't fuck with me Or I Light up the scene like red Beamers Know I make shawty a screamer You only live once in this life So fuck who want fuck up my vibe Talk to me nice Won't ask twice Don't trip stay aligned don't fuck my vibe Niggas know Yeah you may just see me dancing Don't need a stunt double see me in action I'm with the law of attraction Fuck with me have your friends asking what happened Bitch got geeked up don't live up to the hype Been down bad all my life had to fight Old dudes with blue faces my only type Call me leg day bouta make niggas tight Bitch must be out they mind today The last time you gon be trying me's Today Who hurt you babay Like bitch is you OK That's the last time I'm asking you Cuz next time They just gon sp- Aye aye Aye aye Aye aye Yeah Aye aye Aye aye Aye aye Yeah Aye aye Aye aye Aye aye Yeah Aye aye Aye aye Aye aye Yeah (Joshy fuck these niggas up) I ain't beggin Son of a reverend Guess that make me the truth Put it in him Make him pudding Do we need more proof At my old school yeah I'm old school Used to freestyl-E Now my new style is never doing shit for free A nigga not raised in the hood it confuse 'em Confusions say fuck what the think it's just illusions If the bitch don't pay yo bills then pay that bitch no mind And I ain't reclaiming shit I'm taking it cuz it's my time (Watch) Aye aye Aye aye Aye aye Yeah Aye aye Aye aye Aye aye Yeah
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