Nightmare Prod.Shyguy
Fair enough fair enough fair enough
They can't show a nigga love
Have to do it by lonesome
That's ok, just fine
Said I'm used to this shit fuck a line
I can't wait for a show nevermind
I am God you my intelligent design
Feel like Lil' B I'm cooking sippin wine
Jesus Christ I am feeling so divine
Fuck a horoscope, nigga hell no
I might script my own destiny on my cell phone
Fuck a horoscope, nigga hell no
I might script my own destiny on my cell phone
These schools ain't got no money wonder why we sell dope
Why you lyin? Why you lyin? you don't wanna no
You just turn the other way and say geronimo
Ain't seen no vacuum seal before thought he meant Conoco
Fuck a horoscope
Metaphorically speaking you speaking Morris code
I said fuck a religion I'll read the cliff notes
Spent yo money on gold plated still need dish soap
Ballelujah use to live up by the Frisco
Had to dip out like the count of Monte Cristo
I went ahead and shot the 3 they thought I'd miss tho
Oh you thought I couldn't spit I bet yo ish know
Woah woah woah woah woah woah
Fuck a horoscope, nigga hell no
I might script my own destiny on my cell phone
Fuck an horoscope, nigga hell no
I might script my own destiny on my cell phone
Fuck a horoscope, nigga hell no
I might script my own destiny on my cell phone
Autor(es): Click-Clack
