Marvin’s Room Freestyle lyrics

by

King Los


[Verse 1 - Los]
Y'all n*ggas weak, I could f*ck 2 or 3 on your roster
You the reason she found me, I'm the reason you lost her
You be blowing up her phone, always talking reckless
When she blow up my phone, I only respond with texts
Like "soon as I land in Texas, I'mma text you later
Don't get offended but your ex a hater
It's time for you to f*ck with a dominant man"
She said "when I step back and weigh it all on a scale
Your statements is thorough, his commas is frail
But I was only with him for the coins
Like Sonic and Tails"
As I was sliding off her jeans
Her phone started to ring
A name popped across the screen
I said:

[Hook - Los]
f*ck that n*gga that sh*t is so whack
After you blow my brains out you can hit him back
Dont f*ck with these rappers all these n*ggas clowns
I Guess your girl ain't safe neither is the Crown
I'm just saying you can do better
Tell me have you heard that lately
I'm just saying you can do better(uhhhh)
Guess thats why these n*ggas hate me
[Verse 2 - Los]
I used to think it was a rich n*ggas world
Till I took a rich n*ggas girl
So I ain't gotta smack a n*gga up
My swag is sick enough to make these b*tch n*ggas..
She said "you keep me in a fly mood
You got me on these sit-ups and
Off of fried food, morning jogs, yoga
Fresh bowls of fruit, it's like you
Introduced me to passion and now I know pursuit
You told the truth, so every time the past tempt me
I pass it up, that was a glass that was half empty
You like a black Bentley
A sacred set of rubies, a precious set of pearls
My favorite pair of Louies
I said "damn, I can't ignore the fact
I appreciate the admiration and I adore you back
You got me feeling like I'm on one.."
And then her f*cking phone rung
I said:

[Hook - Los]

[Verse 3 - Los]
I walked up in the crib, that sh*t was candle-lit
She grabbed my di*k, kissed my on neck
Said "can you handle it?
The next time you hit my phone, I'mma
Turn on the speaker while we bone"
I said "ooh! Scandalous!"
She said "nah Los, I'm really just rejuvenated
And I'd much rather tell the truth than fake it
Who am I kidding?
These effing actors are stepping backward
Call it a lesson practiced
There's nothing less than practice
Makes perfect, when you stressing wack sh*t
It brings the best sh*t out you
And I guess I'm about to invest in love
Love, is indef as f*ck if you could end up
Just stuck with your limbs up
Just f*cking, I'mma keep your chin up
I feel like I've been doing push-ups and
Chin ups, and stuff
Yeah, I got me back
I mean I got "I" back
I got to me, that's me again
You know I got my fly back
I said "you got it mami
They're the fake n*ggas
Just never dedicate yourself
To featherweight n*ggas
Life is a fight and life brings you
To light. Hate may bring rain
But brings nice things you like
I know it rains all April and summer's
Way better. But to get there
You gotta face the Mayweather
You got me feeling like I'm on one.."
And right then her f*cking phone rung..
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