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Junkies Need Junk Lyrics by Nayim Edwards

The Power of Flight

2020

[Intro]:
Money, ho's, WiFi
Money, clothes, WiFi
Money, dope, WiFi
Fuck the bitch, WiFi
Sick his dick, WiFi
Get the bag, WiFi
Kill his ass, WiFi
[Verse 1]:
They never tell you
What you need to make it
The answer is money
But who the fuck paying
Most of my peers
Ain't got shit to they name
So they naked on camera
& fucking for change
I had to stop listening to these niggas
With answers, but got no results to display
Stopped going to church
Cuz the pastors a liar
& spent all our tithes
On his wife & his range
Did I say bitches?
Bring up the bitches
You know I love bitches
You know I'm addicted
You know I love fucking
I fuck everyday
I fuck if she mine
I fuck if she ain't
I fuck til she love me
I know it's gon change
I fuck then I dip
With a smile and a wave
I fuck then I dip
& I know we just met
I hit raw
Why we fucking like aids don't exist?
[Hook]:
I need fast food, need dope, need Internet
What's the WiFi?
Tryna like her shit on Instagram
You know the cell phone like crack
Hit the app
Double tap, it's binge day
Double you see Wednesday
I can't get a job
How the fuck am I a winner
Crack cards, swipe left, swipe right
Illegal tinder
I might blow on the bar
Either alcohol or Xanies
Cuz I'm caught up in the life
& nobody understands me
Hold up
I like a rap bitch, like a trap bitch
Everyday in the street, getting active
I like em Black, shit, I like em ratchet
Tattoos on the tity, getting active
I like the ass thick, and the thighs thick
A bad bitch I can go commit a crime with
I let her know, I never settle down or settle
I never count my blessings
When I'm sitting round the devil
[Verse 2}:
10 hrs a day, they send us away
Be taught by the enemy
Left with a stranger
Come back and we say
That yeah, we are gay
They say we don't know
What we talking bout
Oooh, they say we confused
They say it's a phase
They mad and they had it
They calling us faggot
The fuck is you saying
You pose to be mama
You pose to be dad
Why pledge my allegiance
To flags? That egregious
To countries that hate us
When they know they need us
But still they gon kill us
Stretched out on the street
By fucking race soldiers
Disguised as police
It's captured on camera
It's all in HD
The whole world is watching
& nobody weeps
Instead, they just blame us
Say tally our losses
So no, I don't care
Bout yo fucking armed forces
We tell our children to be they self
They grow up, & look
How they see they self
That nigga don't want me
He curving me
So ima just go get this surgery
It cost me a grip
But it raised up my price
I'll do anything for attention & likes
Cuz that's all these niggas gon see
See, gotta offer to go be on tv
Wasn't raised up on love
Just raised by some thugs
That told me that drugs
Was the wave to get paid
I'm building myself up
Destroying these families
I'm blessed with these curses
I'm passing out turkeys
& toys to children
It all appears nice
But fathers are hurting
Look at me like Christ
Cuz I'm feeding they vices
I'm God in the wild
I'm the reason your son
Is a motherless child
[Hook]:
I need fast food, need dope, need Internet
What's the WiFi?
Tryna like her shit on Instagram
You know the cell phone like crack
Hit the app
Double tap, it's binge day
Double you see Wednesday
I can't get a job
How the fuck am I a winner
Crack cards, swipe left, swipe right
Illegal tinder
I might blow on the bar
Either alcohol or Xanies
Cuz I'm caught up in the life
& nobody understands me
Hold up
I like a rap bitch, like a trap bitch
Everyday in the street, getting active
I like em Black, shit, I like em ratchet
Tattoos on the tity, getting active
I like the ass thick, and the thighs thick
A bad bitch I can go commit a crime with
I let her know, I never settle down or settle
I never count my blessings
When I'm sitting round the devil
[Ontro]:
Money, ho's, WiFi
Money, clothes, WiFi
Money, dope, WiFi
Fuck the bitch, WiFi
Sick his dick, WiFi
Get the bag, WiFi
Kill his ass, WiFi
Ya, Ya
Money, ho's, WiFi
Money, clothes, WiFi
Money, dope, WiFi
Fuck the bitch, WiFi
Sick his dick, WiFi
Get the bag, WiFi
Kill his ass, WiFi

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