theregomarcus - where do i begin lyrics
[intro]
ayy, nick, you goin’ crazy on ’em?
[chorus]
ayy, where do i begin?
i’m missing love wit’ perky 10’s
it bring me down but it feel so good when it bring me up again
girl, i know you ain’t want me then
now i got bands and you my fan
i shoot sh+t like jeremy lin
it’s f+ck the feds and free lil’ ten
ayy, i pull up in my outfit, all black on black, on black (ayy)
n+gga, my pockets on fat, on fat, on fat, on fat, on fat
them hoes frontin’ then now i’m hittin’ ’em from the back
and them n+ggas ain’t talm ’bout nothin’, we got smoke that they can’t match
[verse]
now tell them, “run and tell that”
we pull up, we dumpin’ sh+lls
we thought he died but he just fell ’cause he too fat
yo’ life a crime, runnin’ out of time, you out that cell ’cause you a rat (yo’ ass a rat)
demons chasing me tryna take me back to h+ll, i ain’t goin’ back (n+gga)
and when i hit my shooter, zell, he don’t say nothin’, he attack
i break them p’s down, but i don’t like how it smell, i need a [?]
these n+ggas slackin’, get on ig actin’, fakin’ they transactions
i swear, i’m finna get to subtractin’
n+ggas actin’ like action don’t got reaction
but i ain’t gon’ crash ’cause i know all them n+ggas flaggin’ (n+ggas flaggin’)
they think they gangster goin’ to jail on all infractions (all infractions)
but for you girl, my heart, it got a burnin’ passion (got a burnin’ passion)
like freddy krueger i’ma k!ll ’em all, ain’t no distractions (no distractions)
[chorus]
ayy, where do i begin?
i’m missing love wit’ perky 10’s
it bring me down but it feel so good when it bring me up again
girl, i know you ain’t want me then
now i got bands and you my fan
i shoot sh+t like jeremy lin
it’s f+ck the feds and free lil’ ten
ayy, i pull up in my outfit, all black on black, on black, ayy
n+gga, my pockets on fat, on fat, on fat, on fat, on fat, ayy
them hoes frontin’ then now i’m hittin’ ’em from the back
and them n+ggas ain’t talm ’bout nothin’, we got smoke they can’t match (i got smoke that they can’t match)
[outro]
ayy
n+gga, my pockets on fat, on fat, on fat, on fat, on fat, ayy
and my outfit, black on black, on black, on black, on black
them hoes frontin’ then now i’m hittin’ ’em from the back
they ain’t talm ’bout nothin’, we got smoke they can’t match (smoke that they can’t match)
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