lirik lagu lust (rapper) – middle ground
[chorus]
you could hit me up on my cellular, i ain’t home
wondering where the f-ck these fake -ss n-ggas coming from
i ain’t got no time for a b-tch can’t hold her own
she gon’ hit my line like i’m a clown, like i’m a joke
for my bro, i’ma kick a door
how much you wanna bet he keep his packs up in the stove?
p-ssing notes, while i was off of four
i’ma let him lie, let ’em think that i am slow
[verse 1]
mama, i know that i always had it out for you
tryna get to a higher place where i have sh-t to offer you
i used to be so high and i know d-mn well that sh-t bothered you
sober living now, and give a d-mn ’bout what my papa do
like what that chopper do?
clinging on to dear life, prolly put you in the hospital
business minded n-gga, gotta make sure that it’s profitable
i ain’t capping when i say my life has been abominable
like the snowman
you’s a ho, man
in like two or three days, i popped the whole gram
i know ‘tussin had me dreaming ’bout my old man
i was bussin’ off them pills, my mom was so sad
[chorus]
you could hit me up on my cellular, i ain’t home
wondering where the f-ck these fake -ss n-ggas coming from
i ain’t got no time for a b-tch can’t hold her own
she gon’ hit my line like i’m a clown, like i’m a joke
for my bro, i’ma kick a door
how much you wanna bet he keep his packs up in the stove?
p-ssing notes, while i was off of four
i’ma let him lie, let ’em think that i am slow
[verse 2]
winnetka where i’m living at, n-gga
truly blessed i know that that’s a fact, n-gga
falling over ’cause her -ss was smacked
couldn’t help myself from cracking, man, her -ss was fat
matter fact, took your loss, you can’t give it back
you’s a rat, you was snitching, i was down bad
in the kitchen freestyling, we ain’t sound bad
on the molly, hidden message, we done found that
get your rounds back
get your rounds back
look me in my eyes, baby, can you bounce that?
in my room with some money, we ain’t count that
we ain’t count
no, we ain’t count that
[chorus]
you could hit me up on my cellular, i ain’t home
wondering where the f-ck these fake -ss n-ggas coming from
i ain’t got no time for a b-tch can’t hold her own
she gon’ hit my line like i’m a clown, like i’m a joke
for my bro, i’ma kick a door
how much you wanna bet he keep his packs up in the stove?
p-ssing notes, while i was off of four
i’ma let him lie, let ’em think that i am slow
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