Lyrics:
huh
And you won't see R.I.P.
You'll see P.N.D.
A Punk nigga deceased yeah
And the bit*h that was yours will be mine buddy
All because ya woofed
and hurt you
Was it a tupapa chick that went and curved you?
Pakehas that took my land hit with a curfew
Obtain mana that'll curse you
Free like i'm Virgil
(b'sement)
Plug c'me inside 'nd I m'de my p'yment (my p'yment)
City h'te me II c'nʼt m'ke no st'tements (no st'tements)
Cut the middle off
Need 'nother h
to swang
Always down for the thugs and I put in work
Niggas see that I'm all about the [unverified], man, the reason I bang
[Unverified] in their eyes
lifestyle keep me Forever 21, like the store
Dogg (I'm from)
L-O-N-G B-E-A-C-H
L-O-N-G B-E-A-C-H (all these niggas and all these hoes in here)
(Somebody
This Shit cin't What It Is, You Know What I'm Saying
Motherfuckers Can Call Me c H**, Call Me c Lame, Call Me Whatever
Nigga I Dun Did Whatever
know what I'm sayin',
There tryin' to say, that I'm gonna feed my fans electric kool aid
They got me fucked up
In this house there is no room for
Ka$h, Ka$h don't make beats, he make
Beautiful music, one-two-one-two
My man Murs, what's up Murs?
Beautiful music
Yo, beautiful music it raised me
home
I got I got hopes/ h**** hopes yea
I think good girls are dope/ girls are dope yea
I was trapping on the road/ on the rode yea
Just trying to make
I ain't finna laugh, I ain't a Joker
N***a
Betta tuck yo b***h cuz if not I'm finna poker her
Yeah, it ain't a joke n***a
These hoes they wanna mmhmm
and we don't see them on tv but there are heroes there are heroes out there
H to the E to the R to the O put up your hand if you is a real hero H to the E
open-heart offence
this is the point of no return
no more petty crimes and no amends
no amends
no amends
d o n ' t c r y a r i v e r f o r m e ( b e c o o l )
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
being R.I.C.H
(Realizing'...)
Realize I create happiness
I'm so R.I.C.H
And I'm goin' full throttle
Feel' like Aristotle
Imma change the game
I show
and see
Triple H
I'm a Hip Hop Hybrid
Breath of fresh air
I am Hip Hop's heimlich
I'm just timeless
I.E.'s finest
Doc and O-S-Y-M behind this
When its time
and see
Triple H
I'm a Hip Hop Hybrid
Breath of fresh air
I am Hip Hop's heimlich
I'm just timeless
I.E.'s finest
Doc and O-S-Y-M behind this
When its time
cousin
Fresh out of jail made a brick, go to bumpin'
My children gon' eat you ain't telling me nothin'
Trap in the trenches, I'm selling Hermes
H in
Oh yeah O yeah O yeah yeah
hmmm
C H R I S T I A N
That's who I wanna be
In every sense of it
C H R I S T I A N
That's who I wanna be
Each and every
steady getting rich on my big dog status
I'm finna F**k yo main B***h on my big dog status
I'm a beast went off the leash on my big dog status
Tell them
Never be fascist like a cop
Acab in shadows I just bop
If u hate me u'll be lop
From 92 shits are reals
72 rappers I can feel
I'm the best just test me
That's free agency
I can't do this music wastefully
Check the pace on me
He don't rap he jus saying things
My flow bring mayor Payne
B.R.A.H. like damon
just wanna talk to you and tell you how I feel every time i see your face baby this love is real I cannot let it go you know I'm all for you, so what we
(Damm)
(LL)
Tryna stay out the way Tryna see Betta days (Iam)
I'm smoking the gas Tryna hide all my pain (oouu)
My angel be watching So dey know Im Poppin
don't even smoke, I don't even smoke
H.O.C., H.O.C, all the real smokers give me H.O.C. (Bitch I'm blowed!)
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