★ chorus ★ This'll probably be the best thing i make until i make kids Everybody close to me They always on some fake shit I hate it—it's making me anxious Like a gas station clerk alone working the late shift This'll probably be the best thing i make until i make kids Everybody close to me They always on some fake shit I hate it—it's making me anxious Like seeing red and blue in the midst of a j hit
★ verse 1 ★ I just stepped out the rave, saw earl "one day i'll bе doing that," i told this girl She just laughed, and went back with hеr friends Packing in fat in the back of a benz Post game plan at my place I got some wax and hemp And now it's all for myself Time to get faded again And write raps, so that lady won't mistake me again Till the end i just spit No need to pretend Adapt in my head, but don't change like a cent Jesus know i repent for some things i done said And some things i did If i'm being honest I done did some heinous shit Praying might not make a difference Even if i stare at scriptures Touch the bible with my fingers Push away: the strippers, the liquor, fillers, and the killers Picking god before the millions What you think, honest opinion? On my mom i might go missing Like i'm '45 hitler ★ pre-chorus ★ Not a fan of alcohol My liver a fan of me Spot a man who won't risk it all for his family I'm included in that But a real man got a plan a A plan b, and he's gotta plan to z
★ chorus ★ This'll probably be the best thing i make until i make kids Everybody close to me They always on some fake shit I hate it—it's making me anxious Like a gas station clerk alone working the late shift This'll probably be the best thing i make until i make kids Everybody close to me They always on some fake shit I hate it—it's making me anxious Like seeing red and blue in the midst of a j hit
★ verse 2 ★ The more art one makes The more struggle there is beneath the surface See me hurting? I'm bleeding from the serpents Not even glasses can help me see my purpose Was this even worth it? I been feeling a ten But to my dad He was certainly worried what i was searching for To grow as a person Sometimes i feel weak I haven't seen him in weeks Miss the days ricky weeks was in the mlb Go to miller park Maybe get on tv But i'm grown now And i see you lacking empathy Got less friends than enemies I wish it went differently Taking all things into consideration Helicopter parent, hypocritical, conservative, low-level liberation Forced to do school Of course, no dedication When the passion pollutes my brain, i forge separation To the man of the hour: Take these words and go practice meditation ★ pre-chorus ★ Not a fan of alcohol My liver a fan of me Spot a man who won't risk it all for his family I'm included in that But a real man got a plan a A plan b, and he's gotta plan to z
★ chorus ★ This'll probably be the best thing i make until i make kids Everybody close to me They always on some fake shit I hate it—it's making me anxious Like a gas station clerk alone working the late shift This'll probably be the best thing i make until i make kids Everybody close to me They always on some fake shit I hate it—it's making me anxious Like seeing red and blue in the midst of a j hit
★ verse 3 ★ I'm sitting in my living room currently Vividly picturing a memory of worrying bout currency Past tense? a worried me Lack of adversity To absence at 'versity Vanished, back quick Not even fam is sure it's me Fastest rap stitch surgery Advanced every tactic they once used to murder me Spastic actions were once commanded by perversity Worn torn germany export from ports commercially Certainly eternity will do me no discourtesy If god is real, i'm sure that he'd support my rap insurgency Some tweaking bout comedians Let me steep some herbal tea I'm cool with dave, but convos often close controversially Pop a condom on, and drop my clothes to floor with urgency The moment that i heard this beat, i authored bars so fervently Got a lot of stamina for rapping laps, assuredly ★ pre-chorus ★ Not a fan of alcohol My liver a fan of me Spot a man who won't risk it all for his family I'm included in that But a real man got a plan a A plan b, and he's gotta plan to z
★ chorus ★ This'll probably be the best thing i make until i make kids Everybody close to me They always on some fake shit I hate it—it's making me anxious Like a gas station clerk alone working the late shift This'll probably be the best thing i make until i make kids Everybody close to me They always on some fake shit I hate it—it's making me anxious Like seeing red and blue in the midst of a j hit
Rossy - Participation Mandatory {intro} Hey, rossy Ay {verse 1} You was in the dorms, i was in the houses (in the houses) Green and white at every turn I wonder how do they
Rossy - Canary Lane {Intro} (Welcome to the BvrdBath) {Pre-Chorus} Hold up Whatchu doing tonight? (Whatchu doing?) Oh you got plans? You not doing it right My
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Rossy - Listen {intro} Huh, yuh, huh, aye Loagz beatz Yuh {chorus} Always growing up wanna fit in (yuh, yuh) Now i'm grown up and i’m different (huh,
Rossy - Ice Cream {intro} Hey, rossy {verse 1} So i meet you after class Get some ice cream at the place You make me feel so light Like we’re in outer space
Rossy - Acting Stupid {Intro} Yuh Welcome to the Bvrd Bath Hey, Rossy {Chorus} Shorty really like to put her back into it Ripped the condom off now I’m lackin'
Rossy - Genesis {Intro} Welcome to the Bvrd Bath Aye, aye Yuh {Verse} You know what I wish that once in a while You dudes would learn to listen to me
Rossy - Make Kids {intro} (treyo with the drum rack) {ah} {chorus} This'll probably be the best thing i make until i make kids Everybody close to me