Songtexte GTG - Rob the Hippie

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I-145 right
Wrong
Back on the road
I'm in the west
And I reflect
To days when I didn't
Have tats on my legs
I got a lot on my chest
I'll give it all
For the crown
Had to stop
Sipping the brown
Now that I'm back in my town
Had to stop being a bitch
It's time to come
Off of the bench
I cannot go out a simp
This is the life that I live
Shine when the light looking dim
No billy, I bully
The mic till it's grim
Feeling alone
Even with friends
Mama just tell me
Keep pushing and shit
Think I see Eve
At all these events
I look around
I'm feeling tense
I want your name
Not your friends
There is no time
Look at the wrist
I gotta go
I'm getting pissed

This that shit
That make you wanna
Hit a nigga, split a nigga
Wig back
Pussy, I ain't with that
Pussy, I just get that
Sorry to the women
Do not get offended
I'm swinging
For the fences
I do not do pretending
It shouldn't be this easy
Fuck if you against me
They gossip like
They Wendy
I can't help that I'm petty
And all my niggas ready
I'm Hov in the function
When niggas on that fuck shit

I don't want no hook
I don't wanna follow rules
I don't wanna pick and choose
I don't wanna follow you
I don't wanna follow you
I don't wanna follow you

I don't want no hook
I don't wanna follow rules
I don't wanna pick and choose
I don't wanna follow you
Don't wanna follow you