Judas Lyrics By Spillage Village
Hit the road and don’t you come back no more no more no more Hit the road jack and don’t you come back no more oohh Hit the road and don’t you come back no more no more no more Hit the road jack and don’t you come back no more Ooohhh ohhh
My baby
My baby why you treat me so cold
You put me out on the side of the road
I had my own thing goin way before you came along
Now its 3:45 in the morn, Ima call your phone
Spill drinks on my clothes
She throwin hands bout some hoes
In my dm’s tryna be low
I gotta go
I got goals
I got shows
Fasho
They outsold I don’t sell my soul
My soul sells no parasails
My paragraphs gel with life real
Life no Reel I persevered from out the lions grip To my defense You just offended
Cause you ride the bench
I’m siding with God
Ridin with ya’ll got me in problems
Findin my flaws I feel a force I’m
Built for it, fortified It ain’t 1954 I ain’t your niggas boy
One hand glock
John Hancock
Wanna signature Send the coordinates
Drop a pin I’m feelin immature
Centaurs rumbling through the forest check ya temperature
We’re always fighting
You always leave
Mentally drown me
Eventually you lead
Her minds on money
My minds on greed
Yeah, your enticing
Yes indeed
Runnin through the maze like lab rat
Or an Indian in the field with a hazmat
Runnin away from small pox pack a light backpack
Pack up your Andrew jacks til you come back like clap backs
No cap
No capitalist billionaire back tax
No black batman countin Benjamin Affleck
But once you get that money they gon say you don’t act black
I know I’m light skin bitch but I’m matte black
I know many moochers like cows
They like to use us
And slight movers and calves
Uncle Sam is the one who could really use a hijab
It’s kind of hard to face it when you use to usin ghost faces
Alcoholic blame our people for confusing bags
You should brag
I refuse to beg
I’m a hollow wolf
Pull up in that chess records
Who’s your dad
I know my freedom papers ain’t my payment stubs
But how could you blame a nigga just for chasin tugs
We’re always fighting
You always leave
Mentally drown me
Eventually you lead
Her minds on money
My minds on greed
Yeah, your enticing
Yes indeed