Can You Rap Like Me? 2 / Miss My Idols
Take a vivid picture, no photos
Implement that shit into your mind, just so you know though
Sugar free living, I'ma say that that's the motto
So for any n***a on that sucka shit, I'm no hoe bro
Might just have to drop a bomb, Han Solo
Got me kicking back being bool, Quasimoto
All about my paper gotta get my fucking dough hoe
Always on the fucking go-go, you a bitch like Tony Romo
N***as came around now they extinct like Dodo's
Meanwhile I'm in New York fucking up Soho
Just bagged a new chick, Caroline, nickname Coco
Took her to the tele now lil' baby going loco
She just give me face, ain't no fucking that's a no-no
And she going 30 early 30 no soap though
I laugh at the haters, everything they say a joke though
And I'm screaming fuck 12, all these fowl ass po-po
Nowadays I really miss my fucking idols, so that's the title
I grab a bible, pray for my rivals
Dead on arrival, I swear this shit to me like a cycle. Bodys and parts, blood rippers resemble neils. The need survival, they need to reherse a recital. I just sit back and listen to a wave sound get dommed from a bitch while I brain storm, I spit flames while I still making it rain storm
I dont know why I feel nobody loves me, or why they feel like my intentions something ugly, or why I feel like everyone need somethin g from me or why I feel like everyone just saying fuck me, or why I feel like [?] shit gon bust me. If I gave you my heart would you still love me? Latly baby I feel like nobody trust me. Is it just me?
Yeaaaaaa
Nowadays I really miss my fucking idols, so that's the title
I grab a bible, pray for my rivals
Dead on arrival, I swear this shit to me like a cycle. Bodys and parts, blood rippers resemble neils. The need survival, they need to reherse a recital. I just sit back and listen to a wave sound get dommed from a bitch while I brain storm, I spit flames while I still making it rain storm
Implement that shit into your mind, just so you know though
Sugar free living, I'ma say that that's the motto
So for any n***a on that sucka shit, I'm no hoe bro
Might just have to drop a bomb, Han Solo
Got me kicking back being bool, Quasimoto
All about my paper gotta get my fucking dough hoe
Always on the fucking go-go, you a bitch like Tony Romo
N***as came around now they extinct like Dodo's
Meanwhile I'm in New York fucking up Soho
Just bagged a new chick, Caroline, nickname Coco
Took her to the tele now lil' baby going loco
She just give me face, ain't no fucking that's a no-no
And she going 30 early 30 no soap though
I laugh at the haters, everything they say a joke though
And I'm screaming fuck 12, all these fowl ass po-po
Nowadays I really miss my fucking idols, so that's the title
I grab a bible, pray for my rivals
Dead on arrival, I swear this shit to me like a cycle. Bodys and parts, blood rippers resemble neils. The need survival, they need to reherse a recital. I just sit back and listen to a wave sound get dommed from a bitch while I brain storm, I spit flames while I still making it rain storm
I dont know why I feel nobody loves me, or why they feel like my intentions something ugly, or why I feel like everyone need somethin g from me or why I feel like everyone just saying fuck me, or why I feel like [?] shit gon bust me. If I gave you my heart would you still love me? Latly baby I feel like nobody trust me. Is it just me?
Yeaaaaaa
Nowadays I really miss my fucking idols, so that's the title
I grab a bible, pray for my rivals
Dead on arrival, I swear this shit to me like a cycle. Bodys and parts, blood rippers resemble neils. The need survival, they need to reherse a recital. I just sit back and listen to a wave sound get dommed from a bitch while I brain storm, I spit flames while I still making it rain storm