Lyrics:
I'm a crazy motherfucker takin' no shit
Make them jokes about me but what's serious
Is the fact you need to leave alone those kids
Otherwise you need
a fuck what you be talkin, I'mma stay up with my mission
Yeah it's all bad if I catch you slipping
Yeah it's all bad, step with me you trippin'
Yeah it's
Give it all ya got, give it all ya got, hustlin'
Niggas that's talkin' about we now, watch yo' mouth!
If you lookin', fo' me, I'll be, rollin'
You
That's what I heard bitch, ay
Shit got piped like a PVC
Shades hide me no LED
It's too late to call an EMT
lungs full of smoke no breath in me
Ya
Ya
Ya
Ya
privileged to makin' my home from my spirit
So when you hear me it's the man with the deeper thoughts
At night I can't sleep my brain keep movin' like a body
I got a mortgage and my kids in a forest by the bridge
And I drives a Rolls Royce in a porridge with dem grills
So you understand I was tryna pay me
Stories unfold
Day by day
Day by day
(Hear this)
Refuse to walk in shame
Hold it together mayne
I'm talkin to self
We plan we fail we plan
And start it all
from here?
No, ah.. which one is it?
(burp) excuse me. It's the one by the airport... you know... cause we gotta get up early an'.. fly outta here in
your sets in the air
Ya bumpin' them tables and chests everywhere
Trampled over by the macs and the playas
You standin' there actin' like you wonder
your sets in the air
Ya bumpin' them tables and chests everywhere
Trampled over by the macs and the playas
You standin' there actin' like you wonder
I cannot wife that little bitch it's the hoe for me
Nigga I ain't ever been no bitch ain't no hoeing me
Niggas always talkin' hella shit but never
on the table
And keep the game legit
What, what
The cream gon' rise to the top
Crème de la crème
Is you rollin' or what
Let me see what you made of
You talkin
And I ain't talkin bout vacation if I say that I'm packin
Hear that hunger in my voice and all the pain in my eyes
If this the only chance I get to you
And I ain't talkin bout vacation if I say that I'm packin
Hear that hunger in my voice and all the pain in my eyes
If this the only chance I get to you
And I ain't talkin bout vacation if I say that I'm packin
Hear that hunger in my voice and all the pain in my eyes
If this the only chance I get to you
to ya face what I'm gonna do
I'm a fool
these niggas fool hoggin, and ho hoggin
drinkin' that hatorade, they don't want to see me ballin'
I'm a fool
they
do now
Thinkin' 'bout the things we used to do
And the heartaches are the friends I'm talkin' to
Ya got me thinkin' 'bout the things we used to do
do now
Thinkin' 'bout the things we used to do
And the heartaches are the friends I'm talkin' to
Ya got me thinkin' 'bout the things we used to do
check these nigga's
Fuck that, fuck that
What you said? Speak up, I can't hear ya
Oh, thought you was talkin' to us, um pardon me, my bad
I shoulda
It was four fifty for the zip though
Four fizzy by the hip close
U hear it guaranteed ya get low (wait)
A shot could knock down a hippo
I'm from
than a cake
Talkin' bout Demons, nigga want beef about a bitch
But she gon' fuck soon as he leave
Tell me what you know about lemons , squeeze and hoppin
popular
We watch him raise his hand up and this is all we hear
Yo first of all ya jeans bummy, you ugly with lean money
Is that Lot 29? (Oh cook this nigga
?
Why can't time just pass me by
Hope you can hear my cry up in heaven, oh my
Accomplishments go down the drain when I see the powder rain
Made me forget
In the country see me skatin'
On my chrome lookin' good
You fuck with my bitch and I'm a shoot up ya hood
Still leather and the wood that's
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