HDBeenDope, Thutmose - Post Conventional lyrics

Labb labb
Labb

Run up to the sun
Until you can't get no higher
When I was young
They said don't play with the fire
And still we burn yeah
And still we burn yeah
Yeah yeah

Took the bait when I grabbed that strap
(Boy you know better) mama paid
But I skipped that class
(Boy you know better)
I'm just try'na find a way out
Niggas on a mission for the takeout
So before I eat i bring it to the house like
Okay man (Okay)
I think I got it
Need the M's like I'm low on folic
We working for it they running pockets like
Okay man (Okay)
Don't touch my whip pussy on the line
So I whip that whip i reversed that whip
Then I crashed that whip i'm
Gone off the henny like it's ordinary
I don't need the berries
I just take it straight cup is super empty
Sipping when I'm ready niggas try to tempt
I don't really drink gone off the tree
Loud she don't love me
How? Damn I'm switching topics
Blame it on the chronic
I ain't really 'bout it
But sometimes you gotta


Certain I could fuck all my exes (Not me)
Bitch I don't claim you golden soul
Way before the necklace and I been a starter
You could check the pendant
Meeting hoes and I think I found wifey
Guess I yearn for a lady in my life
Low key I already found wifey
Fucked up 'cause the time ain't right i know
I know i know you love me, yeah
I know i know
Sometimes it's muddy, but bada-Boom
Bada-Bing bada-Bam
I'm a fiend for the you for the yams
But the dream's saying fuck romance
So bump that bump that
This my jam mama told me
(what) fuck all these hoes
So what I'm gone do (What)
Fuck all of these hoes nah, nah
Need somebody that's gon' be around
As of late they come and go
Not enough to make me aroused
You gotta leave if you just won't grow
Fourteen talking child support
That's my mama's way of try'na have the talk
That's a couple grand every month
'Cause your ass ain't wrap it up
Shorty over she's so willing
Forgot the rub and I'm still in it
Felt like love please don't rush
Bands per month but we must


Calm down and just love yourself
Like I love myself
6'1 with 16s, that's pedophilia
Dark lines hit the web, I'm such a villain
Im the venom, better tell em
4 they come for blood
I know felons, pop ur melons
Screaming fuck the judge
MC with a Big D like I rep McDonald's
Savage, booty lavish like a ghetto model
So you know I gotta lick it 4 for I stick it
Running through the game
I don't really wanna change
I don't really wanna hear from ya
I just really wanna dance on ya
Don't worry cuz In here for ya
Fuck the lames cuz they testing ya
Yeah yeah they can't fuck with us
So pass the light, so we could puff
And start to touch, from dawn to dusk