Its past November
I been nut in all month
Im not following trends
What that on your jacket
Good pussy and aspirin
My f*ck been pulling her back in
Low carb eat a salad
All the cezers
She having
I reflect all actions
I'm too faith full I hate it
Trenches all over my patients
It's a long ride
Home
Vagabond
I'm no home
Same shit
Same story
Lately I been feeling real Aggy
She got the spirt all in her
She keep it tight like some dinum
I'm still stuck in my ways
I'm still trapped in that daze
On second thought I'm still jogging round these bases
I'm never waring cleets
Ya girl want the Angus beef
Chop it like I'm mincing meat
Tell the reapa
I'm not on my way when he send for me
F*ck from the start
Like some chicken or my cricket teeth
I'm in the belly of beats
Drinking aside out a creek
Zippin Robbin Richard
She a feind
Code name dick
Flew to china
On wim
Full plate
I'll leave your heart on stack
Past the salt
This beat need a trim
My life was in a den
Killed the old me
It was him
I'm on the high way
To hell
Gotta trunk full steams
F*ck the line all way skip it
They barried my bro in his Tims
Just a son of a shepherd
All these goats be order
All ways babbing bout shit
Talking bout beats they ate up
Why would I want to be goat if I'm that nigga
Who raised um
Record deals who done caged them
Let me talk my shit
Performing for fans so let me rehurse this shit
Cuz y'all the reason why my pockets in my trousers thick
9thedawn - Till Dawn Lyrics
9thedawn - Till Dawn Lyrics
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Its past November
I been nut in all month
Im not following trends
What that on your jacket
Good pussy and aspirin
My f*ck been pulling her back in
Low carb eat a salad
All the cezers
She having
I reflect all actions
I'm too faith full I hate it
Trenches all over my patients
It's a long ride
Home
Vagabond
I'm no home
Same shit
Same story
Lately I been feeling real Aggy
She got the spirt all in her
She keep it tight like some dinum
I'm still stuck in my ways
I'm still trapped in that daze
On second thought I'm still jogging round these bases
I'm never waring cleets
Ya girl want the Angus beef
Chop it like I'm mincing meat
Tell the reapa
I'm not on my way when he send for me
F*ck from the start
Like some chicken or my cricket teeth
I'm in the belly of beats
Drinking aside out a creek
Zippin Robbin Richard
She a feind
Code name dick
Flew to china
On wim
Full plate
I'll leave your heart on stack
Past the salt
This beat need a trim
My life was in a den
Killed the old me
It was him
I'm on the high way
To hell
Gotta trunk full steams
F*ck the line all way skip it
They barried my bro in his Tims
Just a son of a shepherd
All these goats be order
All ways babbing bout shit
Talking bout beats they ate up
Why would I want to be goat if I'm that nigga
Who raised um
Record deals who done caged them
Let me talk my shit
Performing for fans so let me rehurse this shit
Cuz y'all the reason why my pockets in my trousers thick
I been nut in all month
Im not following trends
What that on your jacket
Good pussy and aspirin
My f*ck been pulling her back in
Low carb eat a salad
All the cezers
She having
I reflect all actions
I'm too faith full I hate it
Trenches all over my patients
It's a long ride
Home
Vagabond
I'm no home
Same shit
Same story
Lately I been feeling real Aggy
She got the spirt all in her
She keep it tight like some dinum
I'm still stuck in my ways
I'm still trapped in that daze
On second thought I'm still jogging round these bases
I'm never waring cleets
Ya girl want the Angus beef
Chop it like I'm mincing meat
Tell the reapa
I'm not on my way when he send for me
F*ck from the start
Like some chicken or my cricket teeth
I'm in the belly of beats
Drinking aside out a creek
Zippin Robbin Richard
She a feind
Code name dick
Flew to china
On wim
Full plate
I'll leave your heart on stack
Past the salt
This beat need a trim
My life was in a den
Killed the old me
It was him
I'm on the high way
To hell
Gotta trunk full steams
F*ck the line all way skip it
They barried my bro in his Tims
Just a son of a shepherd
All these goats be order
All ways babbing bout shit
Talking bout beats they ate up
Why would I want to be goat if I'm that nigga
Who raised um
Record deals who done caged them
Let me talk my shit
Performing for fans so let me rehurse this shit
Cuz y'all the reason why my pockets in my trousers thick
Writer: Courtezz Johnson
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