Bitch imma ball, how can I fail
I keep a forty on me, can you tell
I keep a shorty with me, she's from hell
These pussies reek like its something I smell
This ain't the ocean these mans packing shells
The only 'hey' that they'll give you is bails
Money for grabs but their chicken their quails
All of the friends I have left I call nails
I'm from the place where nobody can rap
You make a song and I bet you they'd laugh
You make a song and they'd tell you its trash
Beat may be hard but the verses don't slap
That's why you should all listen to me
I'm rapping out here with college degrees
I took the arts and it's all I could see
Was a whole in this game and the filling was me
You know me, I've been up for a while
I was getting wins when I was a child
Always been great you can see in my smile
They hated on me left me out for awhile
I guess they never liked that I was different
Tried to be shaming me about my image
Tried be shaming me but they're pigeons
They couldn't bang cause they ain't got vision
All of the times that I spent alone, woke up on a couch in a home
I had to meditate in my zone, I smoke the loudest pack I'm off dro
All of the times that I spent alone, woke up on a couch in a home
I had to meditate in my zone, I smoke the loudest pack I'm off dro
We're here to win didn't come here to lose, that is just something that I would refuse
Bitch growing up it wasn't that tough
I was in the trenches tryna tear that shit up
And it's harder now that I'm down and I'm out
On my own and I'm down in the rut
Barely enough you make that shit up
Barely enough we got pennies from cups
Down and I'm out I'm still rolling a dub
Pass me the liquor I'm taking a chug
I know where they want to see me
Same path as them with an L on my sleeve
I won't let up pussy I won't sleep
'Til I bring these pigeons down to their knees
They want me to quit I can see on their face
They weren't encouraging me anyways
They got' sit back and here out the type
Might take a year for them to say I'm great
All of the times that I spent alone, woke up on a couch in a home
I had to meditate in my zone, I smoke the loudest pack I'm off dro
All of the times that I spent alone, woke up on a couch in a home
I had to meditate in my zone, I smoke the loudest pack I'm off dro
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Bitch imma ball, how can I fail
I keep a forty on me, can you tell
I keep a shorty with me, she's from hell
These pussies reek like its something I smell
This ain't the ocean these mans packing shells
The only 'hey' that they'll give you is bails
Money for grabs but their chicken their quails
All of the friends I have left I call nails
I'm from the place where nobody can rap
You make a song and I bet you they'd laugh
You make a song and they'd tell you its trash
Beat may be hard but the verses don't slap
That's why you should all listen to me
I'm rapping out here with college degrees
I took the arts and it's all I could see
Was a whole in this game and the filling was me
You know me, I've been up for a while
I was getting wins when I was a child
Always been great you can see in my smile
They hated on me left me out for awhile
I guess they never liked that I was different
Tried to be shaming me about my image
Tried be shaming me but they're pigeons
They couldn't bang cause they ain't got vision
All of the times that I spent alone, woke up on a couch in a home
I had to meditate in my zone, I smoke the loudest pack I'm off dro
All of the times that I spent alone, woke up on a couch in a home
I had to meditate in my zone, I smoke the loudest pack I'm off dro
We're here to win didn't come here to lose, that is just something that I would refuse
Bitch growing up it wasn't that tough
I was in the trenches tryna tear that shit up
And it's harder now that I'm down and I'm out
On my own and I'm down in the rut
Barely enough you make that shit up
Barely enough we got pennies from cups
Down and I'm out I'm still rolling a dub
Pass me the liquor I'm taking a chug
I know where they want to see me
Same path as them with an L on my sleeve
I won't let up pussy I won't sleep
'Til I bring these pigeons down to their knees
They want me to quit I can see on their face
They weren't encouraging me anyways
They got' sit back and here out the type
Might take a year for them to say I'm great
All of the times that I spent alone, woke up on a couch in a home
I had to meditate in my zone, I smoke the loudest pack I'm off dro
All of the times that I spent alone, woke up on a couch in a home
I had to meditate in my zone, I smoke the loudest pack I'm off dro
I keep a forty on me, can you tell
I keep a shorty with me, she's from hell
These pussies reek like its something I smell
This ain't the ocean these mans packing shells
The only 'hey' that they'll give you is bails
Money for grabs but their chicken their quails
All of the friends I have left I call nails
I'm from the place where nobody can rap
You make a song and I bet you they'd laugh
You make a song and they'd tell you its trash
Beat may be hard but the verses don't slap
That's why you should all listen to me
I'm rapping out here with college degrees
I took the arts and it's all I could see
Was a whole in this game and the filling was me
You know me, I've been up for a while
I was getting wins when I was a child
Always been great you can see in my smile
They hated on me left me out for awhile
I guess they never liked that I was different
Tried to be shaming me about my image
Tried be shaming me but they're pigeons
They couldn't bang cause they ain't got vision
All of the times that I spent alone, woke up on a couch in a home
I had to meditate in my zone, I smoke the loudest pack I'm off dro
All of the times that I spent alone, woke up on a couch in a home
I had to meditate in my zone, I smoke the loudest pack I'm off dro
We're here to win didn't come here to lose, that is just something that I would refuse
Bitch growing up it wasn't that tough
I was in the trenches tryna tear that shit up
And it's harder now that I'm down and I'm out
On my own and I'm down in the rut
Barely enough you make that shit up
Barely enough we got pennies from cups
Down and I'm out I'm still rolling a dub
Pass me the liquor I'm taking a chug
I know where they want to see me
Same path as them with an L on my sleeve
I won't let up pussy I won't sleep
'Til I bring these pigeons down to their knees
They want me to quit I can see on their face
They weren't encouraging me anyways
They got' sit back and here out the type
Might take a year for them to say I'm great
All of the times that I spent alone, woke up on a couch in a home
I had to meditate in my zone, I smoke the loudest pack I'm off dro
All of the times that I spent alone, woke up on a couch in a home
I had to meditate in my zone, I smoke the loudest pack I'm off dro
Writer: Spencer Morse
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid