BMXXing (Explicit)

Lyrics by：Colson Baker/Benjamin Saint Fort

Composed by：Colson Baker/Benjamin Saint Fort

Produced by：BNYX®

Yeah

I'm tryna skate through life so I've been on my grind

50-50 chance I'll land on my feet and that's fine

Life was always a gamble

So as long as I can readjust my bearings

I'll be good for these street rides no street signs

Follow my heart to where the sun in the East rise

Away from nights where all I can do is eat fries

Always been bipolar if l rewind

Footage throwing up middle fingers and a peace sign

Handle bars like I ride BMX

But handle my emotions like I got PMS

'Cause growing up there wasn't episodes on PBS

Explaining how to raise children that got PTS

Not every life can be saved by the EMS

And there's damage in my brain from these EMF's

God knows it's been a ruff ryde like DMX

We still pull up twenty deep like we BMF

Marriage ain't the only promise you should keep till death

Loyalty is worth more than any degree of success

Yes I would trade in every single one of my checks

Before I stop repping this city on my Mitchell & Ness uh

In the nighttime having day dreams like

La-da da-da-da

Didn't have a lifeline turning eighteen like

La-da da-da-da

Probably should've flatlined but I'm still fine like

La-da da-da-da

Even at the crash site I could still fly like

La-da da-da

Yeah summertimes never really hit

Because I've been working jobs since a little kid

Always been too tall my clothes couldn't fit

Closest I've been to having dollars was listening to 50 Cent

But with this pen I've killed many men

I'm trying to go international from this minivan

The AC broke but still let me vent

Bought a keyboard to make beats but spent the rent

Forgot I had a blunt in my pocket and now it's bent

Probably stuck between my gun and a ball of lint

Wish I was a baller but instead I'm on a bench

Stuck with memories of Dad calling Mom a *****

Common sense knows I won't be an athlete

And no girl's gonna want me with this acne

Absorbing negative vibes I'm attracting

Started rapping all a sudden got a rap sheet

Last week in a cop car in the backseat

Watching a familiar face that I knew pass me

Jealousy draining my energy just like a gas leak

Acting like I'm Leo if you all ask me I am Great Gatsby yeah uh

In the nighttime having day dreams like

La-da da-da-da

Didn't have a lifeline turning eighteen like

La-da da-da-da

Probably should've flatlined but I'm still fine like

La-da da-da-da

Even at the crash site I could still fly like

BNYX

Uh uh keep goin' like da-da-da-da-da

Yeah life sucks sometimes **** it da-da-da-da-da

Yeah yeah yeah keep goin' like da-da-da-da-da

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