heartthrob

father

better call the cops

i'm 'bout to run up on yo' block

take shit that don't belong to me

they say that something wrong with me

red rum

red rum

hoodlum

i'm done

dust on hell spawn

we don't get along

rock with it

lean with it

styrofoam with lean in it

party not popping

less my whole fucking team in it

glenn wood

hitting jugg's

niggas wish that they was good

but niggas couldn't keep it real

but i don't hold no ill will

i ain't got no ena

and you ain't got no stamina

so nigga don't you come at me

we know you ain't got no family

you ain't got no crew

cause they don't keep it real with you

niggas keep it real with me

despite all of my savagery

no matter what i steal

or all the niggas that i rob

living on the west side

pretty black heartthrob

the way i used to make her feel

i miss when we were only friends

juggin' in the west end

touching in her west end

big house duplex

suplex

who next

russian roulette

bullet threw neck

brett hart

sharpshooter

scamming bitches on computers

future in my hands

popped a vyvanse

blew five bands

hang time

gang signs

use you're hands

fusion dance

stay in school

so tinted

oprah winfrey

we ain't cool

soda whips is bullet proof

getting throat in a jeep

a nigga ran off the streets

say they got evidence on me

but that shit ain't concrete

no matter what i steal

or all the niggas that i rob

living on the west side

pretty black heartthrob

the way i used to make her feel

i miss when we were only friends

juggin' in the west end

touching in her west end

better call the cops

i'm 'bout to run up on yo' block

take shit that don't belong to me

they say that something wrong with me

red rum

red rum

hoodlum

i'm done

dust on hell spawn

we don't get along

Full Lyrics: heartthrob - father