Lunch Break Freestyle Lyrics – Lyrical Lemonade & ian

Lunch Break Freestyle Lyrics  Lyrical Lemonade & ian
Lunch Break Freestyle Lyrics Lyrical Lemonade & ian

Lunch Break Freestyle Lyrics

[Verse]
Damn
Just started my day with a blunt, I don’t know if that’s fucked up, feel like it is
I’m really startin’ to hate these motherfuckers for not lettin’ us act like kids
What if I never had that idea? What if I never went and signed a deal?
What if Bhad Bhabie skipped Dr. Phil?
What if Ray J never fucked Kim?
I wish Tay-K didn’t go to jail, I wish my mama knew where I was at
Why the fuck everybody cool with Face ID? Bitch, Face ID was a trap
Big-ass crib, still sleep on the couch, we is not falling out about a thot
I don’t even got a reason for these thoughts, I’m beatin’ up real demons, where is God?
Do it matter if 2hollis likes guys? Why the fuck shit happen the less I try?
Just split tears on my Butters, real motherfuckers cry
Bitch, I been there a hundred times, I get scared when it’s quiet
I don’t care about it, I don’t gotta have it
Hit the West Coast for some peace of mind, I’m in Erewhon off a Kratom tablet
Twenty thousand on my fuckin’ thighs and another twenty for my fuckin’ jacket
I don’t know ’em, why is he around? Get the fuck on ‘fore I tweak about it
We ain’t beefin’, he just thinkin’ ’bout it, I can’t get it, I just think about it
Too tired of losing sleep about it, I’m too fried to even speak about it
Shit, I was fucked up, wonderin’ why I do it
Bitch dropped to her knees like, “Hallelujah”
All a motherfucker needed was, “How you doin’?”
Back then, I really loved Odd Future
I ain’t never sat down tryna mock Future
I ain’t wanna show no disrespect, so I kept my mouth shut, and that’s not human
Damn, would’ve been a dumbass thing to do
I need space, just had a long-ass day, but I love my paper blue
Yeah, my head kind of fucked up, if I go to Turkey, then your bitch comin’ too
I ain’t never-ever foldin’ up, shit not workin’, it’s gon’ start workin’ soon
Shit, I know I’m geeked, but can y’all tell?
Hop back on both feet, last week I was stressin’ out about a ho still
I’m tired of all these deadbeat, sad sack-ass fuckboys in my comments
Bet your ho’ll do whatever I say, I was goin’ through it, but I bossed up

[Outro]
And my twentieth birthday comin’ up, I don’t really like that shit
I don’t wanna turn twenty just yet, but that’s part of this life and shit

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