plea - destroy lonely lyrics
[chorus]
(theory)
why they hatin’ on me?
why they wanna be me?
why they cap on me?
yeah, i can’t make a plea
hope that you don’t leave
why n*ggas on they knees, suckin’ d*ck coping pleas?
i smoke real gas, can’t breathe
i’m movin’ real fast off a bean
i want a big bag full of green
yeah, cash n*gga not weed
yeah, don’t ask cause i ain’t seen
yeah, take a bad b*tch out the scene
watch ’em get mad if you can’t treat ’em
listen, it’s not what this sh*t it seems
yeah, glock rockin’ with a beam
i might pop another seal of lean
f*ck that b*tch, told her “spread eagle”
then she ride it ’til she lose her weave
yeah, i got rowdy rowdy off a percocet
and them xannies, oh, they make me mean
[verse 1]
i’m not talkin’ to you through the internet
i’m not beefing with a f*ckin’ screen
p*ssy n*ggas, we not into that
we gone his nose f*ckin’ clean
and i know i said this sh*t a thousand times but i’m livin’ out a f*ckin’ dream
and i only talk about the dollar signs so i gotta come f*ckin’ clean
there’s a couple n*ggas tryna knock me down
yeah, i think they wanna see me bleeding
my brother told me be easy, you don’t always gotta be even
people talk but they don’t mean it
if they walk, just let them leave
i’m going guap cause it come easy
i’m at the top, just caught a breeze
i want my rocks stuck on freeze
b*tch i’m a rockstar, f*ck you mean
they fall and flock just like leaves
i done seen sh*t that you can’t see
know i’ma win, can’t take defeat
[chorus]
yeah, why they hating on me
why they wanna be me?
why they cap on me?
yeah, i can’t make a plea
hope that you don’t leave
why n*ggas on they knees, suckin’ d*ck coping pleas?
i smoke real gas, can’t breathe
i’m movin’ real fast off a bean
i want a big bag full of green
yeah, cash n*gga not weed
yeah, don’t ask cause i ain’t seen
yeah, take a bad b*tch out the scene
watch ’em get mad if you can’t treat ’em
listen, it’s not what this sh*t it seems
yeah, glock rockin’ with a beam
i might swipe the b*tch some celine
yeah, i got rowdy rowdy off a percocet
and them xannies, yeah, they make me mean
[verse 2]
i can’t pull up if it’s not about a check
i want blue hunnids and the green
b*tch i’m ballin’ just like bill belichick
i want blue hunnids, i’m a fiend
and he owe me money, i ain’t get it yet
now that n*gga living in the sea
i’m the dark horse, baby giddy up
yeah, yeah, ball with the team
i need help, there n0body picking up
yeah, yeah, it’s not what it seems
[chorus]
why they hatin’ on me?
why they wanna be me?
why they cap on me?
yeah, i can’t make a plea
hope that you don’t leave
why n*ggas on they knees, suckin’ d*ck coping pleas?
i smoke real gas, can’t breathe
and i’m movin’ real fast off a bean
i want a big bag full of green
yeah, cash n*gga not weed
yeah, don’t ask cause i ain’t seen
yeah, take a bad b*tch out the scene
watch ’em get mad if you can’t treat ’em
listen, it’s not what this sh*t it seems
yeah, glock rockin’ with a beam
i might pop another seal of lean
f*ck that b*tch, told her “spread eagle”
then she ride it ’til she lose her weave
ride it ’til she lose her weave
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