YOU THOUGHT I WAS DONE Lyrics

It's kind of my business I Know you ain't rapping this level

You never hopped on a pedal so why you holding the medal

Cause independent am made of ion give a f*** bout labels

You got a track on my outfit I've never worn a tuxedo

So why you looking for kettle and your baby is using a dildo

You never f*** her so hard damn your too soft like a pillow

And blabbing blabbing the reason you gotta get back in Maurizio

And leave the men in the big zone they gonna turn off the hiss tone

I take a fight for a reason and amount of Fiji on my reserve

And blocking out all the hizzes the Mississippi the breeze on

And filling up all the puzzle the semicircle the brizzle

I move along with the people but I got look on the info

They gotta preserve my reserve and presave all of my reverb

You know my life ain't debating ain't move along with their fever's

I put my ass in the basement am finding lyrics collection

I know my life is a session and if I miss out am ancient

I got no time for the trendings I gotta focus on credits

And when I sit with the ladies am not astoned with their titi's

I only care what they feed me then I'mma put on my limits

And when I sit with em' baby's they call me Jeeysus the berry's

You thought I was done with the rapping

I only do it cause I love it

I never dropped for some minutes and haters were barking I was mid

I only drop if I like it if you don't love me just fuck it

And when I rap its a hit song am moving up like a crypto

So hold and wait up a minute am greeting all of my demons

Am writing up all my riddles am never scared for this people

They'll come around when they need you and later turn on their Ego's

I close myself in my crib on and put the lights off and beats on

I might be broke but ain't simping this world is full of the evil's

Searching for love ain't no simple better be alone or get evil's

And local rappers and trappers you gotta work or get burst down

Am not right here for the trendings well am just passing my greetings

Yeyei