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tulsa famous - yungxhalloween lyrics

[yungxhalloween]
you watch my story you don’t know my story
all the failures and all the former glory
every gory fight, every allegory
forced to be a man cause it was mandatory
k!ll my way out the laboratory
i don’t really fit into a category
pressure comes with the territory
on a planet that’s secretly purgatory
stood tall when it was dark and stormy
known to hold it down, you don’t gotta worry
rip the homie, we pour out the 40
i’m a brick and mortar, you a rick and morty
cute as ricky martin, you a mickey rourke
i see everything and i keep inventory
self*portrait, self*made man
self*taught, self*explanatory
pushing for progress
passion lost in the process
pop quiz, kids!
can you pop sh*t in this popularity contest?
carry my mother, my father, the death of their daughter
there’s versions of me that i held underwater
traditions i traded for something more modern
i’m not with f*ck sh*t, i can’t even bother
pardon the range, my target is broader
they call themselves heroes then fold for a dollar
i thin out the herd, pick your slot for the slaughter
my girl getting cuter, i gotta get hotter
who told you to come?
who gave you a pass?
we told you to run
got some for that ass
glass in my back still from breaking the mold
these benjamins young but in dog years they’re old
fool, you ain’t from tulsa
please keep it out your raps
that ain’t no local music, that’s some tourist trap
b*tch, don’t make me laugh
craft before a bag
dude, this town’s not on your back this town’s just on your ass
a fool with full clip in a tool, as a school kid
turned to fuel for the ruling to pull sh*t
bunch of bullsh*t
in a pool filled with stool
hard to wool lift, molecule split
will you drool at the jewels?
be a mule for the cruel?
can you ridicule this for the ghouls that you miss?
a minuscule wish for the scars that spools fix
we can’t just cry when the wolves are ruthless
(no such thing)
[st. domonick]
on the road to riches had to press the gas
still accelerating, still ain’t kiss no ass
thought sh*t was sweet but you don’t get no pass
stepping over any n*gga that step in my path
stomping in my grapes
make ’em feel my wrath
run me my pay and don’t give no sass
motherf*ck that class
it’s a few good n*ggas but the rest is trash
tulsa culture vultures won’t ever last
bum ass engine f*ck around and crash
flow from aldi’s, i been in my bag
told the ho to call me and we end up sh*gging
had to drop her off cause she kept on nagging
she kept on coughing every time she dragged it
on top like a mohawk
when the wolves out, better keep your door locked
n*ggas shook and they praying that i don’t drop
ran up, all you heard was his bone pop, like…

- yungxhalloween lyrics

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