Lyrics:
on, let me get you right, we have this shit)
Take this 500 before you clap this shit up
Say this, let me say this, let me just say this
These flashin'
Inn
I said it wasn't me, I got a twin (oh my god its you! Not again!)
It all started when my mother took my bike away
'cause I murdered my guinea pig
pockets
It's like you dietin' and countin' the calories
Man, I hustle like no other
Picture them only payin' me salary
Had no potential, I pulled this
The rhyme is so raw, most these rappers need a seminar
You copy the same schematics, you making the same songs
You thought that you were the only
Cause telling ain't like me
Tell em'
You need to Tell em'
C'mon
Tell a fella that i rocks it
Go ahead and lay it up
And watch me blocks it
Step back
I got
a stitch you keep actin' like that, ho
I look like your husband slut? That's a rhetorical question
You talk to me like you talk to him, I'll fuck you up
In
I really messed up
Can you call me back babe?
I really messed up
Can you call me back babe?
I don't know why I've been making her feel this way
I really messed up
Can you call me back babe?
I really messed up
Can you call me back babe?
I don't know why I've been making her feel this way
I might park the Benz,
cint no hoe in me my nigga you can't call my twin,
It cint no hoe in me my nigga you can't call my twin,
You no stepper, put
some porn
Wipe your mouth and ask for more
Innocence is what you mourn
Guilty staying up til morn'
Had a rough night Demi Moore
Tell me just what are
star)
I told y'all I aint no...
(Yes you are)
(Up above the cloud so high)
Nah not me
I'm just a regular guy
Lets take a trip down memory lane
You know
But I love to give a nigga shells
God, protect me from the evil (God)
Take the squad out to Cheetah's (squad)
Streets crawlin' like beetles (streets)
CD's on repeat, stuck in MP3's for 3 weeks
At the gates on the day I was released
The only time you will ever see me free
Big money J, much as you can
to a friend
As God forgive me, but it's just in my spirit of sin
And I ain't never had shit, livin' life on the edge
And sleepin' with my 357 right by my head
in black clothes
They tryin' ta' take my only life
Leave my folks on the front row
Bury me in providence heavy weight that rose
They wanna steal the BG
shit fronted so the plug on my ass
Either one of em try to take me it's gone be blood onna grass
Yeeaahh Uh
Uh huh yeah
It's AG nigga, you hear me
I been
, you need crack to see me
I'm a classic, one of your old scratched up CDs
Check my swag it's easy
As you can see, I do the damn thing and I ain't Fab
to carry ,this yoke as I provoked all the pious one's /banded liberty rob us from our family made my essence abandoned by 3 degree /give me
to forget him
'Cause it's easy to please me
CD skip when your head board hit the wall
Call for the lord
Right when you cum, I'm biting your tongue
Make
Un-depleted
Understand
That I'm the man
And in my hood
They fuckin need me
Don't you see me up at CVS
No VVS
Makin CDS play with BBS this Shit 3D you cant beat
from the red eye I can see
Your heart, make it double up by the beat
Artist, say I paint a mural when I speak
Started off in the halls you and me
Tied up
the stakes, up the antique
The better place, yo we land on winds
Dilated, Evidence, Alchemist, Big Twins
Check it out
[Chorus]
(Samples and cuts by
the angel sent to build me up
I'm sensitive but tough I love ma so much
If you ever lost a mother let me share her withchu
Cuz everybody need someone to say
It takes a season
Or two or three
For me to fall asleep
Yeah, it takes a pack
Of football quarterbacks
To concuss me into dreams
My joints scream for
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