Own Rake Lyrics – 2gaudy
Singer: 2gaudy
Title: Own Rake
In the end, in the end, in the end
In the end, in the end
Ayy, tjay, you made this?
You know i’ma always keep it real, i can’t f#ck with fake
You know i stay cutting through the grass, i can’t f#ck with snakes
Had to park below the underpass, watching for the jakes
Ain’t nobody cleaning up my act, i bought my own rake
f#cked up, dealing with addiction
I met a b#tch, she full of tricks, she such a vixen
〈.?.〉, she broke my heart, no way to fix it
That’s why i’m always adding onto my prescriptions
She want to fly out, took her to the tip, tip
She thinks she so g#dd#mn bad, only in my top ten
She trying to lay up in my bed, i had to stop it
Told me to cuff her, so i took off like a rocket
Puff the smoke i’m gone, why would i stay?
Not the only thing i worried about
Everything you say, in one ear, and then it’s coming out
Just know people change, look at me i’m on a different route
You’re in the rearview mirror, when i’m pulling out
f#cked up, off the same drugs
He a keyboard warrior, an internet thug
Irl he’s congested, more like a damn pug
I’ll get his b#tch so wet, she’ll never dampen
Turn that boy to a tampon, i’ll leave him leakin’
X pill, for the thrill, i’m fond of geekin’
His b#tch, want to chill, like every weekend
You think she’s yours, but we’re allowed to pretend
You know i’ma always keep it real, i can’t f#ck with fake
You know i stay cutting through the grass, i can’t f#ck with snakes
Had to park below the underpass, watching for the jakes
Ain’t nobody cleaning up my act, i bought my own rake
I’m connected like a hotspot, he so 〈.?.〉, he not hot
Cook it on a crock pot, 〈.?.〉 off a laptop
Say he’ll be like me, we gon’ see, won’t be easily
Opps gon’ step to me, like a dead hippie, rest in pieces
I got so much paper i could write a thesis
She gave up the neck, she gave my dick a throat kiss
I know she a demon, she got hella secrets
I don’t care at all, i’m off the wall, 〈.?.〉
My face so clean, it’s like detergent on the dishes
And in her eyes i can tell she won’t be my missus
Like stephen curry, shoot my shot, no, i won’t miss this
Feel like melo ball, i’m off the wall, don’t give no f#cks
Like a two-pointer, me and your girl laying up
Dac pre-roll, hennessey up in the cup
Almost passed out, when i 〈.?.〉
You know i’ma always keep it real, i can’t f#ck with fake (f#ck with fake)
You know i stay cutting through the grass, i can’t f#ck with snakes (f#ck with snakes)
Had to park below the underpass, watching for the jakes (for the jakes)
Ain’t nobody cleaning up my act, i bought my own rake (own rake)
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