SSO Sneezy - Mentors

They know not to play with him
Go heaven sent every song I send
Gotta be selective on who you chose
Their all not made for friends
My dogs don't feel like dogs
More like mentors
Youngest out of all my gennas
I had to eat my porridge
Voices in my head
Saying you gone get your rich
Now I'm running on it like skechers
Got some bred now we need more
They know not to play with him
Go heaven sent every song I send
Gotta be selective on who you chose
Their all not made for friends
My dogs don't feel like dogs
More like mentors
Youngest out of all my gennas
I had to eat my porridge
You played yourself you left
You was gone Get yours
I still show up sudden like a outburst
I just let them cards play
I won't even shuffle
Twenty twenty so cold
But it could be worse
Lot of lessons in one year
Hope they dont leave earth
I had to be the one to break my family curse
So I know I'm the Chosen one
I drive up the block
And I won't reverse
You can't put your characteristics
On somebody else
I don't gotta to come give
To nobody else
We don't say the story to say it
We need help
Yea we need help
Yeah we need help
They know not to play with him
Go heaven sent every song I send
Gotta be selective on who you chose
Their all not made for friends
My dogs don't feel like dogs
More like mentors
Youngest out of all my gennas
I had to eat my porridge
Voices in my head
Saying you gone get your rich
Now i'm running on it like skechers
Got some bred now we need more
They know not to play him
Jah jah stay with him
For my guys don't care about who or why
But where or when
Couldn't say the same for all my friends
Now we're not friend
They play glass and I'm gone smash
I'm breaking lens
A lot of my guys done failed for me
Life still wasn't easy
It was wise to stop and listen
Now they listen to me
I took a loss but with my guys
I took the lead
The try to play about this life
Ima blow or bleed
Ima grow or grieve
God please set me free
From all entanglements
We relentless
Something nesquik
How we'll be milking this
No i'm not done with it
I'll never be done with this
They know not to play with him
Go heaven sent every song I send
Gotta be selective on who you chose
Their all not made for friends
My dogs don't feel like dogs
More like mentors
Youngest out of all my gennas
I had to eat my porridge
Voices in my head
Saying you gone get your rich
Now I'm running on it like skechers
Got some bred now we need more

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jayshawn bull

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