General Store Lyrics[Intro]
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
Said I gotta spark a bleepy when I get behind the wheel
Shawty got a new man, I hardly had the time to heal
And I came up out the valley, them boys way over the hill
They said this fire burn forever just like its an oil spill
All the fake za bags, but I'm still gon' keep it real
Shorty said that she's at work, I left the zaza in the grill
And you know I cross my fingers every time I leave the sticks
I don't got nothin' up my sleeve but I just got a sleeve of nips
They say practice makes perfеct but I'm still workin' on it
I be whippin' 'round the city just like I'm a first rеsponder
Yeah, dad used to say that I was on it like a hornet
I know I'm sick in the head, that's why I gotta wear a bonnet
I think I'll go to Boston, start a new life, I talk my talk just like an auction
And you gotta push forward even when it gets exhaustin'
Bitch, I came up out the woods but I ain't never play opossum
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I think I'll go to Portland, I'm tryna do my thang, I'm not tryna make a fortune
And I gotta talk my talk even when it's not important
Now I'm getting money, [?] five dollars [?]
Yeah
[Chorus]
It should be on the floor
I serve a [?] prospective student while he's walking on the tour
He's a good apple, but they know I'm rotten to the core
Yeah, shorty came from money but her attitude is poor
I can't take it anymore, so
[Verse 2]
I think I'll go to Berlin, stayin' out all night but I'm still at it bright and early
Shorty tougher than some nails but she still be actin' girly
They know its Young Mr. Clean but my fingernails be dirty
And I do not give no fucks
You'll be mistaken if you judge 'em by their looks
I got custy right outside of Raven Books
Feel like Cascada up, on Everytime We Touch
It's that art rap man, they know I got a special touch
In the corner where the spider webs are turnin' into dust
On the path less traveled, I was walkin' through the brush
Homie fucked up on the drugs, he started taking from the trust
I talk my talk but I'm not sure that this is what we discussed
Yeah
[Hook]
It should be on the floor
I serve a [?] prospective student while he's walking on the tour
He's a good apple, but they know I'm rotten to the core
[Verse 3]
And I came up out the woods, we hit you with a 2x4
I been workin' all my life but I still don't know what its for, uh uh
I still don't know what its for, uh uh
Said I don't know what its for
Baby, loves a battlefield but I don't wanna go to war
I guess the heart's a muscle so that's why I'm gettin' sore
And my trust fucked up so there's a camera on the door
I spark a bleep downtown outside the general store
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