MellowHype - Bars lyrics

rate me

What is life I flip a coin, cops on my tail, girl on my headto share the annoying

At least it ain't borin' at least I live in California where it ain't stormy

At least I ain't hungry or pain and unless I'm recordin'

I'm who they open the door for and tip the door

behind the door man and his whore is foreign and trust they swarmin'

The sun is proud and warmer than burning houses with dormer

He was in a room on the computer watching porn’s

Press when pressing their sales like they had something on ‘em

A man against the world, this world belongs to no woman

How some are leading by examples criticized by somes

I cut out her face and put fires inside the pumpkin

The idea of me is great the result of me otherwise

Opposing losing options, I'd rather choose and decide

Get high and take a ride wake up on the other side

Maybe things are with who I rely on when she text me I reply

Metallica royalty look out on ACDC

Killing ‘em hardcore for what they say discreetly

Fucking with me like diving in a pool with concrete feet

How do you know I have a mistress for the fact he mistreat beats

Who gave a fuck about us before we were the golf Wang

In us we trust

Nigga fuck with the golf wang, and not how we bust

When the wolf on the bus help and bust real up

Attempt to make me again you can't beat me up

She be shaving my points like what a mac they do

Blowin' marijuana roads like the number free dob

In the back of the truck three fifteen sounds

Ain’t no put in line neither when we die

When I go catch me will be fine,

Over hits we missing, niggas to the drill I go

I try to hang out and take the bitch hang out

She hang on my dick and say its right

You could be wrong but be a buddy, do you polite

Is she in the tongue? And recently she try to surprise

Leave me alone but when I call this shawnty you got me

Left all the shots from the house, I play the evil you can’s top me

In the back when I make a couple mil’ , I’ like shawnty

How you chasin’ the dollar bills you know the fell that you got it

Probably stay or rolla wills, that condition is for the hollies

I’m in the league fighting for a milf slam party

Bitch I ring, I shout and slim

Local blow digga where the chicks say names and these niggas play segue

I see you texting manner try to recover some daters

I know you want what you pick lable, hater

When the couch it’s in the play I see this niggas play us

Hold up, wait up

My nigga try to base up

I drink more than eight of they, whatever they fuck in the club

Good day, I’m bout to roll all they

If this is half I’mma stay today

Until the day my August is today

Comma’s your bitch, I make that comma scream my league

Hitting this money then i’mma deeper right away

Right and slick with that honey I need another cold drinks

Smoke all day, don’t run upon me what you find is swang

Gotta groom out of you is that black point but never shut blanck

So I’mma bust with what I know, I’m from the swamr bank

And the porsh is right about pulling like three banz

Then we home and be impressive like how do you made it?

Kiss me on my hand, told me outside to call and place

Nigga I’ve been on my rap since eight

And I ain’t gonna stop, they try to hide me

No charity as my charity in their ways

Smoke til my voice is heavy in the base

Nigga let the work shop