Hodgy Beats - THANKKSGIVING lyrics

rate me

(Verse)

I live every breathe to the fullest

If there's a trigger around me, pull it out

And squeeze it til I'm sweatin' bullets

How can ya blame us? We're craniums in containers

Tasmanian Devil dangerous

My level of anxiousness is catered in tainted

Tell her to bang, tell her to hurry up wit her day shift

Good evenin', the night is where she come pick up like Bayless

I'm racily pacin' for my check waitress

It's free to speak to me, sharin' frequencies while I'm faded

Imagine being poked in the eye, lookin' death in the mirror

Like muthafucka I hear ya, a lot of common people fear us

I'm familiar similarities, searchin' for clarity

It's black and white until ya see it transparently

Watchin' people live life like it's a parody

I puff puff and I don't share the weed

Ya want nice cuz I don't care to be

I yell mean things when people stare at me

And yes, I am aware of these issues

Readily packed saddled off the battle grass and gravel

It's a dirty trail where I've traveled on rabble scoundrels and false idols

Swearin' on the Bible, a bunch of lions and tigers

Takin' moments to feel intitled take a tome and the fiddled rifle

Niggas in Paris, I take a moment to see the Eiffel

And take a photo, then take it home and repeat the cycle

We skate wit logos and do the shit that we fuckin' like to

Ya lames is homos, ya Tony Romo

Just beat it, Michael

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I ain't nothin' but a nigga

I ain't nothin' but a nigga rollin' Swishas

I ain't nothin' but a nigga rollin' Swishas

In the middle of the village

Wit the Indians and Pilgrims havin' Thanksgiving

(Verse 2)

I used to be the kid but now I'm switchin' my role

Was given a sorta trauma leg, I'm splittin' the pole

Hands full of fortune cookies, fortune teller was close

Out wit anotha hooker, now she wearin' my robe

Sayin' she'll keep the house warm as I travel the globe

These nosy ass women won't stay outta their nose

Niggas come around the block cuz they want to be exposed

Well I expose them to this fist and a fuckin' broken nose

Say this Golf Wang bitch, don't make me water down yo hose

Down yo hoes and blowin' O's, rollin' dope and throwin' shows

We're supposed to be nothin' like it's nothin' man here it goes

Why ya talkin' on Twitter but in person ya tippy toes

And if ya eva speak my name in an interview again

I'ma cut ya and yo friends, throw sticky bombs on yo Benz

Since my niggas comedians, they take us all for pretend

Like the leather warm gets hen, don't let it be one of them

Cuz I

(Hook x2)

(Outro)