Lyrics:
bag of the grams
Passing the kush through my hands
Two twenty five
Grade A the zip is so fire
Hit the shit you can't deny
We taking flight waking up
You niggas can't rap
Lost 10 bricks
Got it all back
Lying like shit you know its all cap
I ain't going back and forth with you people
I'm up by 20
we locked in without a marriage but is you still hubby?
Gotta keep a pretty bitch by his side, shit get real ugly
If I start gainin' weight from
Say what's a life that we living in
Struggling and pressure be taking in eh!
Say what a life that we living in
Oppression depression been breaking
ain't talking skates but I been on my grind
I been feeling weak, it's been so long I seen a Sunday
Pastor saying "no way"
Spin they block, unload
niggahs on stand by[00:50.46]I don't fuck with many, I'm anti[00:52.43]Known to put a rap bitch in a hand tie[00:54.43]I'm taking over. Landslide[00:56.31]I
I'm a quick death wrapped in a threat
Tell these fuzzy little weak-heart bunny babies back up or get wet
Nevermind where you draw the line, I got
a girl to fuck on me and my man
I do what the fuck I want because I can
Niggas try to front, the guns go BLAM!
Back in the days when coke was 20 a gram
I
(mama)
But I really got beatings 'cause the girl loved drama (yeah)
In single parenthood there I stood (uh)
By the time she was twenty-one, had another
(mama)
But I really got beatings 'cause the girl loved drama (yeah)
In single parenthood there I stood (uh)
By the time she was twenty-one, had another
By myself, nigga
By my damn self, nigga, fuck you talkin' 'bout, nigga?
Twenty on me right now, nigga
Thirty on me, what you want? Want me to get
the timing yeah
That’s how it goes, back all alone with a pad and pen and a black I can roll
Twenty tracks in a row, relax in my throne
I don't waste time I
Alright ha alright (Alright ha alright)
Look, listen
(Look)
Listen
I think back on it
Back when I was running laps on the track like Sonic
Now I'm
I got my racks in the back of the van, I got my racks in the back of the van
I got my racks and they all goin ham, I got 20k cash in the back
Like twenty-one savage i'm playing call of duty While I drop a Care package
Bad bitch gave me top she speak a Different language
The niggas I be with you
Day by day it's more impossible to cope
I feel like I'm the one that's doing dope
Can't keep a steady hand because I'm nervous
Every Sunday morning
Day by day it's more impossible to cope
I feel like I'm the one that's doing dope
Can't keep a steady hand because I'm nervous
Every Sunday morning
my shit right
Cause Im not gone be the one to fall off
Cause I know Im gonna be the one to take a fuckin loss
20 G's up in this bitch be jammin
Niggas
Now back around
Get signed by the pats
What's he gonna do? I don't know sexual assault perhaps
Hello my friends
Thought this was gonna be the end
But I
Drop top Lamborghini, had to bulletproof the body
Twenty model bitches, taking flicks up in the lobby
Shawdy yell my name, up out the window
out the shower
Every day I be surrounded by bosses Winning right now but I take a few losses
Promise my mama I'll make it So I'm waking up every morning
decay
But I still hope that my album will get a few plays
I'll get by, taking this day by day
But if I die, just know you'll be okay
All I've ever done
no I cant buy u nothing
Less u get to toppin something
She dont like how I aint bussing
On these drugs so Im not cumming
I got 20 odd racks on me oh my
don't give a fuck
It's not your birthday!
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
I'm into having
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