Let Up

I’d like you tell you about

The strangest secret in the world

What’s that?

Some years ago

Albert Schweitzer, the late doctor

And Nobel prize-winner was being interviewed in London

And the reporter asked him

'Doctor, whats wrong with men today?'

TK

They scared? Oh, yeah!

They sell? I bet

Saboy? Retail!

Mexico, mix the dough

Wheneva god give me my moment

I ain't gon' led up led up led up

On the bed, inside my coffin

I ain't gon' let her let her let her

Got yo bitch inside the office

She gon' lead up lead up lead up

Anotha show up in da car

You know they leno leno leno

I'm on a Holly David

I'm on a choppa Nemesis

I got a lot of babies

They go for 34 a piece

I feel like Tom Birdy

I got them nines in my feet, nigga show 'em

I'm on a high speed chase

I ain't gon' led up led up

Take the penitention fuss

Tryna run up on my fun

Young thugga pimping bitch

Feel like fucking dough off

And the clock talk language

Kamikaze on the limbo

I trait my hoodie on

She say see me, she no bingo

I spit gel like bird man

Put my steering wheel in mirror

The kids who got my spy field on

With builds'zls, can you dizl?

My Dk got my spot filled with bitches, can you dizl?

You talk a million dollars, where you paper and yo pistol?

I feel like Tarazan

My fucking spy field of a tree

I got a newer plan

Might fuck the streets, take over the beat

And this is fuck insane

I build a kinsel and a man

Bitch ain't got no class

You know we call her true assass

All the flesh be like P, LATT

You know my jury, I see water like the AC&T

My bitch bad but I'm the bonge, I'm like TNT

You wanna reclamate the starter, mac the END

She need a trophy cause I mellow just like Mela Vanilla

I drink that adivicial spider they got starburstin' skillers

I got a big meat on, I'm a walking gorilla

Every tech on all these bitches, many nigga done killers