Lyrics:
bottles of Ciroc
And bowls of red grapes members of
Meek's entourage
Old friends who he now semi-employs
For a variety of unspecific tasks
Drift in and out
on a high note like
Tony Soprano, I'm boutta end on a high note
You know the motto, sip Modulo by the bottle
You know the motto, sip Modulo by the bottle
In
guided by the stars,
Nowhere close to the end,
Though I've come so far.
Put a message in a bottle,
Hoping that when it's found,
Whoever reads it
Helps
a bout the police never happened
They a bunch of reckless bullies being financed by my taxes
When they see I know my rights that's when they tryna get
outside, bomb in the street
Gun in the hood, mob of police
Rock on the corner with a line for the fiend
And a bottle full of lean and a model
he sell techs, and he sell D"
The balla by the bar saying
"Everybody drink, the best champagne
It's all on me"
Snitch in the back of the police car
looking for a friend
Maybe you could swing by my room around 10
Baby bring a lemon and a bottle of gin
We'll be in between the sheets 'til the late AM
Baby
regretting they life's decisions
He gon hold onto the bottle like he should've did his mistress
In grade school, ain't hold a popular position
Look at me
to perspective by your homie's death
I got this message in a bottle
I hope it float to you
Cuz one day we gon make it
One way, we gon face it
I got this message
to court, facing jail the case beater
Robbery, burglary
Dad got nicked 'cause of me
The police thought I was a phone shop dealer
Back in the day I was
But love can break your heart
I'll send an SOS to the world
I'll send an SOS to the world
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle
Walked
love
I could be the one that you dream of
Message in a bottle is all I can do
Standin' here, hopin' it gets to you
You could be the one that I keep,
spending ends
Saying, "Gimme that Benz, 20 inch rims, and four TV's"
The snitch in the precinct saying
"He sell X, he sell techs, and he sell D"
The balla by
lights at fascist factions
BPD broke police departments, nothing new with making dough
Stay with O's, they're x'in out, Ps and Qs can't keep the peace
Maybe I should iron out my flag
Maybe I should put another crease in it
Maybe I should iron out my flag
If you gang banging who you beefing with?
the police "bitch, stop killing us
We the realest in charge, get a glimpse of the scars
Police don't give a damn about us they done killed us in cars
Get
bitch up
[Mannie:] Oh 20 dub deuces is how we do that there yo
[Lac:] If you ride with an ugly chick than put that bitch in
[Mannie:] Get you a dime
DVD, yeah
Put your hands up, yeah
Put your hands up, yeah
Throw them bands up (right)
Grip your pants up (right)
She a prancer (that's right)
the one that I love
I could be the one that you dream of
A message in a bottle is all I can do
Standin' here, hopin' it gets to you
You could be the one
my message in the bottle
So my message's in the bottle
I left my message in the bottle
So my message's in the bottle
(yeah, yeah) i might just put you
Popped a bottle, champagne, we toastin'
Suicide doors on the coupe when they open (Skrrt)
They didn't believe in me (Nah)
Check the stats, number one,
in!
Mannie: Get you a dime, that's how you do the damn thing friend...
Lac: If your diamonds ain't shining up, then put that shit up!
Mannie:
Surrounding in family of addicts
Bottle after bottle, and it's tragic
So neglectful and impulsive
Tryna say my mama had caused this
Bitch nigga yo mama is
(tryin' to live)
Can't get a break down here (can't seem to get a break down here)
Another black man killed by police again
Another child with a father
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