Still Loiteringgg
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Still Loiteringgg lyrics

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Can't settle for the less, they boring Come play me your release, I'm snoring I'm pushing leather seats, it's foreign My product overseas, we touring Come catch me on the block, still loitering Dead prez in my pocket, enormous Just Henny on the rocks, come pour that Seen me through it all Back when we was young Eating on school lunch Now we out in Paris and we play a couple songs There's white stuff on her tongue She want me cause I don't judge She come back to the hotel, we playing Super Smash Bros Brawl Look, working my magic (facts) Building the passion (yessir) All this grinding just to live a life full of the madness Never got enough, never can have too much I'm on my blessings shit I could give two fucks Non-stopper, I'm a go-getter Ain't no shortcuts, ain't no goal tending Show stopper, got my foot stomping on the floor Sing sweet chin music One battle after another one WHATMORE 75 revolutionaries Ain't shit slowing down anytime soon Better get used to it Seen me through it all Back when we was young Eating on school lunch Now we out in Paris and we play a couple songs There's white stuff on her tongue She want me cause I don't judge She come back to the hotel, we playing Super Smash Bros Brawl Yeah, five star telly, last year I was flying coach (Wish I wasn't broke) You know where I'm from, New York City rep the coast (yessir) I ain't paying for the train, I gotta hop and go (yessir) I'ma get some jerk chicken, head to the store You know I gotta go get it I don't need to flex and I feel like a veteran And the homies is sending a message An S on my chest and I'm never impressed And I couldn't sell for less, from the moment I get outta bed And I know that I'm swagged out keeping it fweh Never letting it get to my head Can't settle for the less, they boring Come play me your release, I'm snoring I'm pushing leather seats, it's foreign My product overseas, we touring Come catch me on the block, still loitering Dead prez in my pocket, enormous Just Henny on the rocks, come pour that Seen me through it all Back when we was young Eating on school lunch Now we out in Paris and we play a couple songs There's white stuff on her tongue She want me cause I don't judge She come back to the hotel, we playing Super Smash Bros Brawl Some stranger things going on Sadie Sink, I'ma run All the way up the hill Till we hit the other side

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