Stuck Lyrics

Mhm

Mhm

Aye

Mhmmmmmmhhhhm

Aye

Stuck up in my ways

Trying not to complain

Holding shit in, It got me sick

Get off my ass

And get the fuck out my way

I'm working

Steady hustling hard

Tryna Fix my mistakes

But constantly again

Shit be rumbling

Stay coming in

Like windows let the critters in

Getting sick of ignorance

The politics, the problem kid

Rapping shit like Presents

Hope you do not fear my presence

Air the room out wit a bar ,like I came in wit Mac elevens

Hears a message Hope you get it

Honestly y'all boundary Stepping

How you stepping in my shoes

You can't even walk in yours

Crawl before you even walk

So what the hell you walking for

Bitches want love but What's fucked up

Is they cum rugs After nut bust

And the sick fucks who get dick sucks

Treat the good chicks wit the mistrust

Or the good guys get pissed on

I'm moving like a troop

Me my niggas we go ten strong

You got weak legs

The beat ain't long

Neal before me bitch

Cuz Im your Motherfucking Armstrong

She shoot hoops cuz her arms long

And she slurp slong like it's wang tong

Four, ten lil key her head game

Go dumb, like she slurping on lo mein

Don't smoke me, and don't at me

Girls act up cuz no daddy

Wanna treat a daughter like a father

Should so they can fucking prosper

She for the streets oh damn you lost her

And your son put his fucking

Meat in these bitches like they freezers

And he passing shit on like

He the mother fucking reaper

Taking souls cuz he a eater

Ugh

Ugh

Ugggghhhhhh

Detrimental, Hesitating

Y'all be making complications

Preying on the weak

Your actions past like that's premeditated

Fuck your house ain't full

You live in a house a fools

I'm sharper than two clits playing rock, paper, scissor

Need a baby girl like sza

I won't quitter

If I hit her

I don't write dis tracks Cuz a spit wack

No Tierra but dis whack

What you talking bout ain't facts

Whack job niggas wanna cheat the process

Thinking life's the meat you process

But you niggas vegan

You can't eat the process

Get it

I'm judging you niggas

Like the comments on Reddit

But I gotta give you credit on

The pathway that you headed

Even tho you popping now

In the end ain't no remembrance

How these niggas rap bout shooting

Shit they don't even own

Don't give the props to the help

You claim you work on your own

Damn

Umm

Like he rocking Christian dior

Sleep on these niggas I snore

Facing your fear where is ludacris

Music ain't new to this

Scammers like forex

Or a misleading contract

Need to compact that energy

You wack ass wombats

Bitch stuck rapping bout pussy

How it's wap and that shit gussies

Twitter battles, systems Flagler

Higher targets like a projectile

This projection in my sentence

It be visions of me winning

And me getting in my feelings

And me giving to the ones who

Help me at my lowest and my best

I don't stress

Water testing

Overseeing

New direction

Forex niggas want the easy

Way but life's like an Erection

Open up to new selections

Envision that you winning without scamming

Putting effort like the drivers on the septa

I won't rupture your luck but

Like parents I give fucks

So next time you on my dick

How bout you give it a suck

Fuck yeah