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psycho - a$ap ferg lyrics

ah, yeah
ah, yeah
ah, yeah
ah, it was all at the park
colonial liquor was his odor
the fragrance of a rider soldier
odb was his persona
oh you want the power?

i got an uncle and his name psycho
he had a dance and they scream “go psycho!”
he would dance, work out and fight your -ss at the park
(for the bills, for the hundred dollar bills)
and he got two sisters preggo
he f-cked the other one to get one jel-o
and he took both kids to the ghetto -ss park
(on the hill, sh-t to get really rich)

he used to have the braids with the cuts in his body
most stucked out, kept the hammer with his mommy
grandma had the arthritis pain in her body
kept the burner in the mattress, so her son don’t catch a body
g-ssed and he danced, smoked crack with his posse
front flipped through a building window, land in the lobby
he was cut like bruce lee but he didn’t know karate
he came home bl–dy screaming “n-body can stop me”
n-body can stop me, i’m the baddest survivor on this planet
fifty n-gg-s better kill me, n-gg- cause i will do damage
doubt it, [?] what, i am nothing to manage
my life cut deep, n-gg- i’m nothing to bandage

where they be drinking forty ounces
with the brown paper bags for the ounces
no matter what day you found his -ss at the park
(hurry here, f-ck around and get killed)
when he got kicked out of his b-tch crib
and he had nowhere to lizz-ive
always find his -ss on the benches laying at the park
at the dark

don’t get it confused uncle psych, i love you to death
just wanna get a couple of things off of my chest
growing up you always was buck-wilding with stress
and though i’m older now, i don’t know how to forget
i used to wear your timbs around the house when you left
and if you had an open soda, i would finish the rest
pretend i’m older, i like the liquor odor you left
then put your camouflage vest on like i’m holding a tech
then point it at the mirror like i’m holding your rep
though that mirror wasn’t me, but it was you i reflect
wanted to be like you, jail tat on the chest
with the rugged cornrows and a stab on my neck

i’ll rob sh-t like that you know, cause i’ll rob anyone, i, i don’t care. it was a 9 to 5 for me, you know. it was like a hobby to me, i was the gun man, i was the dancer, entertainer, you know what i mean? i did it all. like i said i had a deathwish, i’ll rob anybody. aye hold up motherf-cker you see i’m talking right?

- aap ferg lyrics

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