Its cold as shit in this booth
Not much shit in this world to amuse
Niggas, little niggas doing it big, know what i'm saying, y'all niggas 40 and shit still in the game
I'm still in pain/it's not easy to explain/i spit lyrics to entertain,things ain't the same
I walk in and the begin to go "oh no not him"
In my search for fame will i change? i'm askin
Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble
They said in my head im not to stable,
They ain’t got no life ‘cause they always on mine
You gon need some gills, to not drown in my rhyme
So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service
She better be lucky i'm not in the audio to make this diss
Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice
Maybe his hopes were not in a slight able to come to life.
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 >