9sychosis (feat. RockoutAYOO) lyrics

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[Intro: RockoutAYOO]
Yeah, woah, woah (Yeaah, yeaah, yeah)
Woah, woah, Woah, woah
Momma told me I was gon' be greatest
So I ain't losin'
Stack up my money, it go to the ceiling
Ain't gotta prove sh*t
She know that I keep that thing on the low
These b*tches be choosy
I throw some hunnids that finna go "bwlah!"
Can't let em lose aye

[Verse 1: RockoutAYOO]
Yeeaahhh
I ain't ever miss aye, tell these lames get out my way
Now they on my di*k aye, back then they was gettin led
Drove outta my b*tch aye, she gon f*ck me anyway
Stuck up in abyss aye, I can't ever leave this place
f*ck all that talkin' let's do it
f*ck all that talkin' let's do it
Yeaahh
We gon' pop out with a Rueger
Slide on that b*tch through the shoota
Yeaahh
They try to hold me in the back
Tony Montana my gat
This sh*t'll make em react
Fly through the night like a bat
Then they get smoked like a pack aye
[Refrain: RockoutAYOO]
Hopped inside my whip we gone, now they cannot see me
Damn I led that b*tch right on, now she said she need me
Gotta get it on my own, now they wanna be me
23 the way I ball, I be livin 3D

[Verse 2: Skull SoRare]
b*tch I'm off the meds
Fill em up with led
I don't talk like TED, smoke that boy like cigerettes
If he f*ck with us, we leave em heaven sent
I just bought VLone it cost more than your rent
Bad b*tch waitin' on me, hoe I take my time
She said she scared of dyin, this that high life
I'm in the trap with a whole lotta glizzies, a whole lotta nines, aye
Me and my b*tch tote guns together like Bonnie & Clyde
I could neva, tell on my brotha
I'm on some sh*t that you can't be on, put that on my mother
Used to sell drugs out the back, I had to get my racks up
Now I spend 100% but I still got my back up

[Refrain 2: Skull SoRare]
Off the
Purple Rain, Purple Rain, feel like Prince
Purple Rain, Purple Rain, feel like Prince
My guitar in my hand, might break that b*tch
My guitar in my hand, might break that b*tch
[Outro: Skull SoRare & RockoutAYOO]
Gotta hold my own, can't let em take my sh*t
Had to put my all, had to give sh*t up for this
Whole lotta options and problems in this sh*t
Yeaaahh
Momma told me I was gon' be greatest
Gotta hold my own, can't let em take my sh*t
Stack up my money, it go to the ceiling
Had to put my all, had to give sh*t up for this
She know that I keep that thing on the low
Whole lotta options and problems in this sh*t
I throw some hunnids that finna go "bwlah!"
Momma told me I was gon' be greatest
Gotta hold my own, can't let em take my sh*t
Stack up my money, it go to the ceiling
Had to put my all, had to give sh*t up for this
She know that I keep that thing on the low
Whole lotta options and problems in this sh*t
I throw some hunnids that finna go "bwlah!"
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