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tuna fish - rjldiablo lyrics

[verse]
hate to say it, but sh*t’s been goin’ great
feel like dissing the ones who imitate
been studying to get in
keep in mind, i ain’t lettin’
any muh’f*cka cross me
i got these b*tches sweatin’
man, i know you don’t know me
yet you acting like you own me
please do not phone me
it’s only me that i’m accepting
take a b*tch with me to see the star signs
and watch my bars ‘lign
as i think about the times
i’ll sniff four lines
family is disappointed…
but f*ck ’em, this a new me
it’s just the crew, me
all my friends feel like friends
people always say i’m from some fakе ends
i just wanna make ends
meet, this is rеal life**the sh*t you can’t pretend
i hope i make it in the end
feelin’ like my life has hit a bend
i ain’t stickin’ with the trends
tried auto*tune once**that sh*t’s outta my head
i ain’t got b*tches in my bed
but a cricket pitch instead
i take chicken to the head
nearly got diabetes**three times nearly found dead
i always say i’d shoot the feds
but in real life i just sit here on a ‘ped
thinkin’ ’bout the time that i got dropped off my legs
my forehead like an egg
i never want to beg
as i pull up to my gregg’s
got my sandwich, left
ate that sh*t**crumbs all on my bed
this the sh*t that made you left
and i’m thinkin’ ’bout a theft
my stomach got that heft
and i ain’t got nuttin’ left
mental health infests
builds itself a nest
two minutes later**you don’t care about a breast
dark thoughts put my head in cardiac arrest
makin’ moves like chess
young motherf*cker out here doin’ reps
when irl, i just wanna get a better rep’
i got some new shoes** i wouldn’t call ’em fresh creps
strugglin’ to breathe as i walk up the steps
strugglin’ to see as i talk up your ex
my sh*t just got stuck like your step
makin’ a deal; ey’ time it’s just “bet”
love me for who i am
don’t go off the plan
just see me as a man
tried to talk it out, just got a perm’ ban
i got a firm hand
show me that you love me ’cause i can rap
don’t know the struggle of havin’ skin black
i may be white**but i didn’t pick that
and i don’t always spit facts
but i kick back
people lookin’ up to a pink rat
b*tch, i grew up watchin’ big rats
and i grew up with the rugrats
don’t love her for her thick ass
knowin’ big sean would hit that
as i lay back wit’ a big bag
i saw the gold, and i had to dig that
dirty money come*up on the run up, man
f*ck it, all i ever did was write
up past the middle of the night
f*ck up your bestie in a fight
hop up in the jet and then i fly
on a flight to the right
of dubai, meet me in hawaii
i’m more than just that
pull up in a mustang
must bang this b*tch**must hang
but i’m getting kinda fed up so i’ll tell you that i drank
my thoughts are safe like a bank
i kinda miss the band
rjl, prince, cody, runnin’ ’round like we the mans
i’ll keep doing this sh*t**don’t care if i got fans
i do this as hobby; to speak up is the plan
sp*ce in my system like ram
i remember workin’ on white vanz
mother thought i was a g*nius
writing most my sh*t on g*nius
my wish came true like a genie, it’s
keepin’ my lost time, so i’m redeemin’ it…
beamin’ it, put some c.r.e.a.m with it
smoke a blunt; got lean with it
w’s; the team in it
i done put my genes in it
i put my hopes, my dreams with it
i’m supreme in this
i’m losin’ it, i’m tuna fish
got a room in it, it’s luminous
i’m luminescent when i best ’em
this finna refresh ’em
this finna be fresh, yuh
the clocks ticking down like ke$ha
we do it different
i understand that**i’m foolin’ with ya
i shoulda never spoke up on the sh*t
i mean, it’s not like i need to be lit
but f*ck it**you don’t understand
all my sh*t was underplanned
hit ’em with the thunder, man
f*ck with me and run them bands
snappin’ back like rubber bands
i’m a flop like i’m tuna
hittin’ up the tuner
f*ck that motherf*cker who snitched me to the room, uh
b*tches spreading rumours
karen finna pull up in her magic broom, uh
why the f*ck you talkin’ when you the late bloomer? (yuck!)

- rjldiablo lyrics

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