Lyrics Bogu$ $weetne$$ - Abob , Hazmvt

Creation at my
At my fingertips
Had to surrender
Jus to get a grip

Aye aye
Born in 94
I bet when we rhyme
They rewind me more
Feelin so divine
Eye recline and soar
Ima 90s baby
You's a grimy whore
Ya My timings poor
Swear tf I died before
Got some jizz up on the shiny Floor oops
I'm more like Tigger
Not Eee Orr
He like to pout
I like to bounce
& Move around some more
He love da clout
But he doubt the force
If he doubt
He probly doubt his pores
Bitch, Whatchu doubtin for?
Started lookin round
Til I found some doors
Started makin sounds
Now it sound like roars
I'm the one the mf crowd adores
Think its safe to say
That I found my course
They be gettin loud
Til they be soundin hoarse
Remember when I had to win Em over
Now I'm supernova
Got em lined up round the Corner
They been campin out
Get they ass sum smores
Ima make it out
Then reach back for more
This aint attack
Ima stack the board
Hol up, had switch it
Finally got some recognition
From my family
Understand me
This was not an easy mission
But jus like all
The moment they called
Was when I finally made up my Decision
I didn't need em
I tried to free em
But I'm not Jesus
I had to free myself first
Jus to give em sumthin to believe In
I started speakin
On da weekends
To my homies
Then they domies Started leakin
I fckin mean it
U wouldnt believe it
Now i cant even get them jokers
To a show to see it
Bogus sweetneas
But thats all she wrote
For dis jokin genius
Tell them donters they can hold My penis
Ya Go repeat it

Need you here need you
By my side baby
I need you here need you
By my side baby
Need you here need you here
By my side baby
Need you here yeah need you here
By my side baby