Inspire? Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Stay lit always on fire
I'm not the type to inspire
He rapping my life he a liar
Chopsticks yea singing like choir
Whip out the chop best get low mane
Keep a chopstick like who got some lo mein
12 pull up ain't giving them no names
Played yo hoe cause you don't got no game
Blue 42 making them plays
Off of that huh been high for days
She don't pipe it's my way or the highway
Could've drove sober but took the high way
Feel like everyday Friday
So high woked up geeked in the drive way
Duhhh
Off of the dome none of this written
They like damn jit you be spitting
Pissing on hoes on niggas I'm shitting
380 on me bro gotta smith &
He'll get to spitting
Fuck all that dissing
You'll come up missing where niggas go fishing
Pour it up sipping while it's still fizzing
I'm Talking my shit as long as I'm living
Put a hoe right on her knees Naw she ain't christian
High as fuck n I'm still lifting
Flexing on niggas but I don't be lifting
Next to my z Yea I be shifting
But I'm not switching I'm bringing my clique in
Boy you a bitch I can tell cause you bitching
Girl you a hoe I can tell you be giving
Head to damn near everybody
Coulda been OTF cause it's fuck everybody
This my life like why is you worried bout it
This my life like why is you worried bout it
This my life like why is you worried bout it
This my life like why is you worried bout it
Jit think he master p knowing he ain't bout it bout it
Keep me a baw bet I won't die without it
12 up ahead hell yea had to reroute it
Made a U turn
Run up on me jit that's when you burn
Ain't talking money ain't none my concern
Don't be smoking my shit or ill slide like big worm
These hoes sick of me lil p3dro the germ
I'ma dog when will these hoes ever learn
Pulled off on the plug never to return
Spit through my gap right in ya face
Up it n spray it this ain't no mace
Sig on my waste only aim for the face
Keep me a sig you can get smoked
Dressed up like batman if I go broke
Got my shit together I use to be broke
But not no more done found me a method
Fiends come n cop cause they know i'ma bless it
Stay lit always on fire
I'm not the type to inspire
He rapping my life he a liar
Chopsticks yea singing like choir
Whip out the chop best get low mane
Keep a chopstick like who got some lo mein
12 pull up ain't giving them no names
Played yo hoe cause you don't got no game
Blue 42 making them plays
Off of that huh been high for days
She don't pipe it's my way or the highway
Could've drove sober but took the high way
Feel like everyday Friday
So high woked up geeked in the drive way