Socorro LeRoux - Live from the Phx
When I wrote this it was 11:51
Thursday night the city sleep but I have just begun
They competing against me all while I’m playing for fun
Against some nigas tryna win somethin that really can’t be won
Bad bitch on my line beggin me to call
Sending pictures of her pussy sayin I can have it all
I remember days we was running thru the mall
Tryna get them bitches numbers but them bitches never called
Now they want me it’s ironic how these cards fall
But I never pick em up cuz I ain’t eatin off the floor
Murda it and Murda them on every single song
Oh hey look I’m at the top and this is right where I belong
Nigas mad at me cuz my movement hella strong
I don’t really give a fuck or a damn bro at all
Grinding wit my nigas just so we can have it all
I feel like I’m New Year’s Eve when I drop I’m finna ball
Im the underdog look at lil ole me
I hold my head up tho but I ain’t got a nose bleed
The sauce god is watchin I see shit u don’t see
I see hella fake shit no authenticity
Cut a niga throat if he think of dissin me
Feed his mathafuckn heart to the fishes in the sea
They had a party on em bro a fuckin jamboree
And that’s exactly what u get if don’t have respect for me
It ain’t too many that can fuck wit the flow
Ayo bro they all like me they in love with the dope
White on white wrist she in love wit the coke
U shouldn’t try to ride my wave it be sinkin them boats
I’m tryna chart on billboard in this hoe
I need a bet award and a Grammy to show
My goals all set ya obviously know
Get in the way and you’ll get hit and u can die on the road
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