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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