Lyrics:
that drive-by
And ain't did nothing but drive by
Listen shawty I'm telling you this for your own good (uh)
Everybody is the man in they own hood, for
G thing)
While you're bangin' on ya baby OG's (bang)
That's why I flip the script to the boogie bang bang (real G thing)
And if I'm bangin', it's
Mother's cunt
Fucksticks, mother's cunt, mother's cunt
Fucksticks now my grandad had a word he
Used when things went wrong
To introduce this word to you I
'm tryin' to tell you when it's on
You gotta keep your head to
The sky and be strong, most of all hold on
I wish I could take the pain away
If you can make
sometimes we gotta find our creator
I defeated Father Time, was raised by Mother Nature
In the projects, tenement walls, sudden withdrawals
A true rebel is
sometimes we gotta find our creator
I defeated Father Time, was raised by Mother Nature
In the projects, tenement walls, sudden withdrawals
A true rebel is
nowhere to go ('cause I be runnin' this)
Reaper saved your soul (come on)
Surroned by the colors, I see crimson, black and blue (come on)
Locking open
Being a dad ain't a easy task
And dealing these mothers ain't a easy ask
Accept it or regret it you never get the credit
If it ain't working out you
Niggas duck and smoke I told them lay low
They never take me lightly fuck a skin tone
If you threatened by my presence let it be known
That's why you
your rearview
Or hear that engine roarin'? (You ain't see that 'Cat)
They tell me put my gun down, but I'm beefin', fuckin' Melissa Ford (bitch, I
nigga
This is where I do it at
You got a problem with that
Yeah big dog nigga if you ain't a big dog
Stay on the porch nigga dog house or nothing
Dog
It's time to go left and not right
Gotta get it together forever
Gotta get it together for brothers
Gotta get it together for sisters
For mothers
on deals
They just ain't offered em right
I'm the next best thing
Yeah I took a break from ballin
Just perfected my swing
Money over bitches, said it's gang
(Oh)
Jealous that I'm actually doing something I like
While the rest of you mother fuckers are doing nothing with your lives
Man, I get it
Never have I
have to talk to nobody (uh-huh)
Everywhere I go it's like I bring the whole party (damn)
It ain't about tryin' to follow or tryin' to be liked
But if
much money
But maybe cause I saw too much money
I can't chase around no broads with
No regard to touch money
So if it ain't about no paper
Get them all
mine,mine (oh oh)
For you, I would have done whatever
And I just can't believe, we ain't together
And I wanna play it cool, But I'm losin' you
I'll buy you
the greatest times ever
Now I’m addicted to this life, I’ll never let it go
Damn, but I been running from some things
Thought if I run away, I’ll probably come
your grandma stay, huh, my nigga?"
"This m.A.a.d city I run, my nigga"
If Pirus and Crips all got along
They'd probably gun me down by the end
girl, I can't be your man, no ma'am
I know what's on your brain
You probably hope it never would end
Like, "is it the real thing
Or is it just a one
your pain, I'm a woman disappointed
They should never take what's never given to 'em 'cause they want it (want it)
I was taught, if you love me, you
be a felon or a witness, you dig?
All this money, murderin' is senseless
It is fuck 'em and tell 'em if
I ain't gon' feed 'em
All this money I
pillow recognize her perfume
Tell her man, "Relax," she'll make it home by curfew (haha)
Tom Ford cologne (oh), I look like I'm on (ay)
Playboy Mansion,
know if it's the
Distance or an illusion
But I swear I can see his mother frowning
For the remainder of the ceremony
I'm stuck in a loop
Watching each
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