Not even on the distance factor chicks who pick the rapper
I had a good day with my mother/ i felt love when i hugged her/
I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper
Now i wish that i could take my memory and just erase her
Champaign by your tub, rose pedals as she walk, you know the floor don't need to see you
I've only ever had poverty i wish i had a sell out price to pursue
But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat
Living lives i wish i had
And i couldn't fuck her cause she had to buffer
I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her
Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap
Shook when i saw her had to catch my breath back
I wish i had another shot
Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top
Smile on my face got me feeling like the shit
And i wish i had #420 bucks in my back pocket
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
You looking for tools to write and share lyrics online?
You're in luck! Get started using RapPad >