AJ 773 - Sicily

Niggas be buck on the internet then act all fidgety when I say get wit me
You turned your back on a nigga that's when I was down I remember it vividly
She know I'm beating it viciously, I might just fly her from Stony to Sicily
Please don't put me in a mood where I get out my body and you see me differently
All on my dick nowadays I was on your line you ain't even consider me
Calling me phony and shit, guess you don't like how I'm keeping the energy
Tried to give people the world, now all they got is regret and some memories
I cannot thirst for a grammy, rather front row at the wake of my enemies
I ain't your friend at all
50s and 100s and 10s involved
Green when I text she ain't answer my call
Fuck her we hop in the benz and ball
Pardon while I'm manifesting the shit
Ain't got no tick for irrelevant shit
She know I like it when wet with the spit
Grip on her neck while I'm wrecking this bitch, damn
I try to chill when I'm writing these songs
Fuck it my momma know what I be on
Hate 9 to 5s, that shit just a guise
I feel like a slave, I'd rather be gone
You can't get over me, niggas ain't hearing me
I run the break like I'm Magic
Know what be blowing me
Niggas think stimmys is really gon' save em from all of they habits
I'm with the vision we playing positions
They see the eye on the hat & the jacket
Ain't choosing violence, I rather do islands
To stunt for the times that I really ain't have it
I ain't even have to come for they necks
Last time I checked they was doing it for me
Glad that you doubted me, can't get what outta me
First, a reaction and secondly money dummy
Niggas be buck on the internet then act fidgety when I say get wit me
You turned your back on a nigga that's when I was down I remember it vividly
She know I'm beating it viciously, I might just fly her from Stony to Sicily
Please don't put me in a mood where I get out my body & you see me differently
All on my dick nowadays I was all on ya line you ain't even consider me
Calling me phony and shit, guess you don't like how I'm keeping the energy
Tried to give people the world, now all they got is regret and some memories
I cannot thirst for a Grammy, rather front row at the wake of my enemies

Written by:
Albert Koger IV

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