Lyrics:
it cuz I don't want her
Stabbed me in the back like 28 times a nigga is starting to feel like connor
I got stab wounds
And I swing on a nigga like
Look at this little nigga man...
Hey T.I. is that really you man?
Yeah shorty what's happenin'?
Hey man can you give me a ride home man?
Man it's
(ayy, peanut butter)
They seein' me, but I don't see them suckers (see them suckers)
I ain't gon' lie, man my shit tight (tight)
Hoes jockin', got 'em
I come up hard baby, but now I'm cool
I didn't make it sugar, playin' by the rules
I come up hard baby, but now I'm fine
I'm checkin' trouble
ain't nothing but trouble
So next time a girl gives you the play
Just remember my rhymes and get the hell away
Yo man you think they see your point?
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yes, he can
move on now, he can move on to the Hunt Photograph. He's off,
Gervaise is there and Oliver's still at the back having trouble with
Boy meets girl, Chris met Chris
Boy I need a journal 'cause she's pen man ship
Heart of gold, she's remarkable (I only have eyes for you)
Heart
Rat, snake, bitch!
Sneaky family man
Sneaky family man
Sneaky family man
Sneaky, sneaky family man
This isn't cheeky
Your bloodline is greedy
touch heat
I'm levels, you wanna be like J.I.D
My dog is tearing you up, piece by piece, that freestyle was weak
Laughin' from the backseat, do we need
the floor before I get off his legs criss
Crossed and he fell like he got crossed over by Chris Paul
And my fist balled but I ain't say shit cuz I still
the model man to me
Although I am his only seed, he waters plenty plants and trees
Taking care of Chris while he going through shit, that's my King
Nate
there no more
I still don't understand why niggas who deserve to die is livin'
But the ones who ain't deserve it isn't here no more
And, no, I don't
b**** from TikTok told her man he could kick rocks
Money tall like Kristaps she gonna hit him with this block (blocked by james)
("F*** you, I don't love
trust
If ya bands is up
A man in some hand-me downs will
Be like "Hands is up" ante up
If I don't win then my family fucked
And I was told
"Don't hold ya
Man these niggas can't fuck with me
This a murder to the 1st degree
It ain't really that hard to see, how I'm killing these rappers, humbly, I'm
the weed up in the duffle
Need the money by the bundle
Woah trouble
Twenty niggas in the shuttle
When you see us know it's trouble
Bouncing right back like
fate, God say be patient for that
Man all I got is my gangster, better not go playing with that
Anything get taken from us, my folk, we takin' in back
Bet
(freeze)
Shorty said, "Chris, can I hold your stick"
I said, "Bitch, is you crazy or what?"
Lil' shorty, you gotta be insane (blood on the leaves)
If
shit
Within a 90 mile radius I'll tuck your shit
Don't let a Florida man get eaten by a wolf in the north
Justin Snow cool with Jones but still ain't
melody
When trouble was chasing who parted my sea
Somebody talk to me where is this He
[Chorus]
If you are young man strugglin'
Or a younger seekin'
children
We won't ever have to worry
Through this world of trouble
We've got to love one another
Let us take our fellow man by the hand
Try to help him
children
We don't ever have to worry
Through this world of trouble
We gotta love one another
Let us take our fellow man by the hand
Try to help him
man (Young Chris)
Keep the change, my nigga, it's too late for that
(Roc in the building)
(Uh, pimp stroll, pop my collar, hug the block, get
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