Lyrics:
are frio
If you coming for the kings then you better fly to Heathrow
Representing ctlanta, best Spencer since Young Diana
Quads look like angry Bruce
Mistah F.A.b. And my ho wearin' Dwayne Wiggins
I roll by myself, no feds
I told a bitch, "Watch your Studio Ton
It's just Everett & Jones and Chuy
the dope all you hear is laughter
Hall of fame junkie see my jersey in the rafters
This acid made me think I seen the Hash Slinging Slasher
As a kid listen
the way
When the postman calls, he'll deliver the letter
I've explained everything; it's better that way
(Divided by, divided by) I think they heard
You better count your money.
You better count money
(ghetto cowboy)
(ghetto cowboy)
You better count your money.
You better count money
Go ahead if you gon find a better one
Go ahead you think that you'll find better but you won't
Better one, you'll find a better one
Go ahead you
Meanwhile I'm here going dumb no Stimpy
I pay the bills like Spencer, he's Gibby
Cartoon shit I think she kinda Doug me you dig me
I need all that
Shorty got
was da litest in the jail
Me and my brothers went through a lot in past but we're still gettin'
If you ain't sitin' with a better health, mind, soul,
in the wreck, with his hand on the throttle,
Scalded to death by the steam
Now all you ladies you better take warnin'
From this time on and learn
not like that
I don't wanna fight the feeling
Should this be easy?
Do I even love you?
I think I love you
But I should love you better by now
I should
Pickett
So come again, come again my friend
If you live by the pen then you'll die by the pen
I'm gonna live to be a senior citizen
Why? Because my shit
Chorus:
Cast a shadow I have grown
Day by day, I know it all gets better, gets better
Brick by brick to build me up
Day by day, I know it all gets
(John Wiggins)
He has a way that mesmerized me
I've fallen for him helplessly
I'm like a child with no defenses
My best judgement seems so
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
full of hoes
Sheesh I feel like I'm Hew Hefner
They tryna think how to out rap the kid
They better to do better
They shoulda knew better
They shoulda
This is war
If you hear those trumpets then you better run
My guys will take you out without a gun
If I put my hand on you you be like
Uh wait I just
Imagine them playing this at Spencers
Come right back
Come right here
Come right back
I think it's clear
Don't make me fight to have you here
Louis Duffle
Belt to ass season, I'll hit a nigga with the Buckle
You see this gun on my hip, you really think we Finna tussle
Pistol whip his ass, he
You say you don't even question yourself (you better ask)
Yet out here like you looking for help (you better ask)
You better ask, you better ask
I
Here's what you say to someone you hate
My life would be so much better
If you just dropped dead (dead)
I was laying in bed last night thinking
of chase we running up wells now
She staring at a nigga like she just saw spencer from all American games with all these jewelry’s on me she thinks I’m
to doubt me I'm the boss, you know the man wit it
Taking off I go Lebron, I'm gone, I'm A wiggins
Skrrtting off the twin exhausts my sauce I stay dripping
calculate the amount to be paid
You try to imagine America without the slaves (the slaves)
(Make it up) we can make it better
(Better we can)
(Make it
Spencer and Corey,
Foe nem be spazzing on blocks, while I’m riding no roof, tryna FIND me a jugg like im DORY
Uh, uh, wait, huh,
I don’t think you
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