marcus the messiah – holy shit lyrics
[verse 1]
holy sh-t i can’t curse it’s not worth it will i ever see what’s under the surface looking at your face d-mn you would be perfect if my expectation wasn’t so d-mn high you d-mn right i’m high but i’m on probation lemme stop for i get locked up stock up jury made him see that he f-cked up now he’ll never see his girl again you know she ain’t waiting they stay hating mind racing contemplating palm pay balmain chasing
say you ever seen a kid so dedicated that he don’t give a f-ck about the separation step back
pistol crack if you messing with my currency i ain’t no k!ller n-gg- but better not push a n-gg-
smoking that cush n-gg- my b-tch got a bush n-gg- she diplomatic told her we could be like the bush n-gg-s
we faded
white house no elevator that’s pretty good for a young black paper chaser i don’t want her to leave so i just separate her from all the bull sh-t i just wanna rule sh-t i just wanna get rich
i just wanna f-ck that b-tch and make her cream out lips
lip stick make me wanna kiss that b-tch i miss that b-tch
but now she on the list of my x b-tches
fiend
a man made machine woman made me then i made myself rich and bought a mercedes then i got self a new b-tch they started hating on my mother f-cking flow n-gg- they already know n-gg- take another dose of the ex now she acting gross now she wanna give me neck
she wanna have s-x people ask me why i treat my b-tches like pets thats wrong i treat my b-tches with respect
[beat change]
so what you on
finna make you run it like a marathon
i just carry on with my day
take a hit from my favorite bong
then i lift away let em hate
it won’t rain forever let that sh-t precipitate
grate sh-t going ape sh-t on these n-gg-s put em in the past like they ancient but i’m not the one that you should play with separate the bull and if it pop off i might be the one to pull it bullet i ain’t no gangster make sure my n-gg-s wit me cause if it pop off they might be the one to pull it bullet
i’m full of myself just tryna get wealth and tryna get a new louis belt listening to cudi only rapper i felt that was fit to be a king only time can tell oh well
dance with my demons i’m just day dreaming
these n-gg-s open books and i just read em and weep it’s sad i wish that i could help em but i don’t think i can hope that they can get a hold of it fore sh-t get out of hand get some money use it all on weed that’s all i need i don’t need a recipe i’ll prolly smoke it all in less than a week throw it all in a wood and that sh-t help me to sleep i wanna hear it from the wolf not the sheep
holly sh-t
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