It get colder than December , I say posted with my demons, shit get colder than the summer
He traumatized from all the times he could've died, he a walkin' trigger, think about my bloody, miss my dog, that shit had me tipsy
Thinkin' bout them times that you was flauging ', then they had you limping , think about them times you tried to run and Foenem got to blicking
Yea you know they drenchin' shit, hop out cuts and watch that whip, Fonem said he super slimy extra grimey condescend , I ain't never ask for shit
I merch it , had to work for this, l merch it tried to clown the kid, I merch it , had to grind for this
You can't tell me shit, you ain't take the risk, these niggas sick, shorty think I'm rich, she look me up on Google, so legit
Fonem think he tough, he big and buff, but he can't duck a switch, feel like Scottie Pippen, hit they corner, step back, it's a swish
I say posted with my demons, shit get colder than the December , I had to get it on my own, I can't depend up on no nigga
And I say keep that shit a buck, I hold my own ain't lettin' up, it's different gens and many men's that tried to claim they bullied us
He traumatized from all the times he could've died, he a walkin' trigger, think about my bloody, miss my dog, that shit had me tipsy
Thinkin' bout them times that you was flauging ', then they had you limping , think about them times you tried to run and Foenem got to blicking
Mbp Mir - Hold Your Own Lyrics
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It get colder than December , I say posted with my demons, shit get colder than the summer
He traumatized from all the times he could've died, he a walkin' trigger, think about my bloody, miss my dog, that shit had me tipsy
Thinkin' bout them times that you was flauging ', then they had you limping , think about them times you tried to run and Foenem got to blicking
Yea you know they drenchin' shit, hop out cuts and watch that whip, Fonem said he super slimy extra grimey condescend , I ain't never ask for shit
I merch it , had to work for this, l merch it tried to clown the kid, I merch it , had to grind for this
You can't tell me shit, you ain't take the risk, these niggas sick, shorty think I'm rich, she look me up on Google, so legit
Fonem think he tough, he big and buff, but he can't duck a switch, feel like Scottie Pippen, hit they corner, step back, it's a swish
I say posted with my demons, shit get colder than the December , I had to get it on my own, I can't depend up on no nigga
And I say keep that shit a buck, I hold my own ain't lettin' up, it's different gens and many men's that tried to claim they bullied us
He traumatized from all the times he could've died, he a walkin' trigger, think about my bloody, miss my dog, that shit had me tipsy
Thinkin' bout them times that you was flauging ', then they had you limping , think about them times you tried to run and Foenem got to blicking
He traumatized from all the times he could've died, he a walkin' trigger, think about my bloody, miss my dog, that shit had me tipsy
Thinkin' bout them times that you was flauging ', then they had you limping , think about them times you tried to run and Foenem got to blicking
Yea you know they drenchin' shit, hop out cuts and watch that whip, Fonem said he super slimy extra grimey condescend , I ain't never ask for shit
I merch it , had to work for this, l merch it tried to clown the kid, I merch it , had to grind for this
You can't tell me shit, you ain't take the risk, these niggas sick, shorty think I'm rich, she look me up on Google, so legit
Fonem think he tough, he big and buff, but he can't duck a switch, feel like Scottie Pippen, hit they corner, step back, it's a swish
I say posted with my demons, shit get colder than the December , I had to get it on my own, I can't depend up on no nigga
And I say keep that shit a buck, I hold my own ain't lettin' up, it's different gens and many men's that tried to claim they bullied us
He traumatized from all the times he could've died, he a walkin' trigger, think about my bloody, miss my dog, that shit had me tipsy
Thinkin' bout them times that you was flauging ', then they had you limping , think about them times you tried to run and Foenem got to blicking
Writer: Amir Anderson
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