RM

When you walk in leave your bullshit at the door
Bitch I’m so confused because I heard this shit before
Who the fuck are you?
I don’t know bitch, I don’t know
But you can’t argue
You gon' have to play around
I’m talking blood, sweat and tears
Aéropostale on my body it’s hot in here
It’s real clear that you cannot touch me yous an imposter
I’m the real shit, bitch
I’m a rap monster
Homies in my room we were smokin' on some green shit
Sometimes I think that I’m the only one that sees it
Pussy, money, weed it’s a view that’s so scenic
But then again, do I really need it?
I’m ceasing
Middle of the club feel like I don’t know what y’all know
Bitch told me that she’d be here feel like I’m finding Waldo
I was like let’s find a quite place that we could all go
She hung up the phone and I’m like damn where the call go (Yuh)
4am once again by my lonely
This stupid bitch is tryna say I’m a control freak
I don’t lost my mind for many years
Mind off the planets hemisphere
You take it or leave it
You leave it, I leave it bleeding aw
She claim she bulimic
Anemic, I leave her spitting up
They say no, I dash away
My demons get mad with rage
My minds been gone for many years
Mind off the planets hemisphere
My minds been gone for many years
Mind off the planets hemisphere