Lyrics:
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I done fucked your bitch a hundred times
What the fuck your bitch got on her mind?
My fucking dick
I call her dickhead
Spicy like a Big Red
ideology
What am I doing
Million dollar fuckin question
What am I pursuing
But by this time this life is over
Hope to have an answer
I'm starting something
estates been guarded by pit bulls and AK's
I'm straight cookin' them thangs
Movin' weight like I should
'Cause a nigga livin' good
Don't
estates been guarded by pit bulls and AK's
I'm straight cookin' them thangs
Movin' weight like I should
'Cause a nigga livin' good
Don't
reputation was dirty, but yo that didn't disturb me
I want to stop the insanity, try to have me a family
Started checkin' my phone and brought her back
started
Dwight, you call me Dwight
They've killed a shitload of inmates and guards
Three inmates, five guards and one shrink
All in one year's time
a show stopper
Drip designer, I started last year
These niggas, far behind me
Top shotta, I'm talkin' big baller
Big Scott a shot caller, why damn
Yeah,
demons, sometimes mine get hungry and I do feed them
For those of you who may not know
Confidence Dae is an annual holiday started by myself and Daequan
(J.R.)
On the prison bus, can't jump out the window, it's a gate
See it in my face, I got a L in the state
Thinkin' to myself, "I coulda took
yeah, ay, yeah, ay
Roll me another one, yeah, ay
Three years in the game and I'm only seventeen
Started rapping early because music was my remedy
Wonder
thinkin' Neato
Givin' peace to minutes, something like your T-Vo
But it's 3 hundred thousand more with no remote
Take it in the rain, I used to live with
seven hundred years he was awakened by the light of the sun. Around him, the words and the footsteps had been erased by the action of the tide.
Beneath
words I vow
My wicked past unfolded, I thought of wasted years
When another bolt of lightning killed a hundred head of steers
And the others rushed on by
alone, Oh God these words I vow
My wicked past unfolded and I thought of wasted years
When another bolt of lightning killed a hundred head of steers
infectious (go)
If I lose it, give a fuck, I buy another one
Spent a hundred K a hundred times, bitch, I'm Venita son
All these niggas actin' just like me,
of lightning killed a hundred head of steers.
And the others rushed on by me, and I was left to live
The Master had a reason, life is His to take and give.
Word up son, word
Yeah, to all the killers and
A hundred dollar billers
Yo I got the phone thing, know I'm sayin'
Keep your eyes open
For real niggas
know
I never pictured you gone, but since you been gone
Look how I grow
Crazy how life work, when you started from the dirt
Thinkin you never grow,
takes the piss
Whether you prejudice or not man he's just a kid
But that's what Trevor done no one ever saw him after that
6 years past now Kirby's
Started swimming my way to the center
I've been playing to my pleasure receptors
I've been pardoning people for their behavior
I'm somewhere
time it felt like I had
Built a hundred grand has it ended? damn
It was brick by brick but was it all sand?
Dylan land, why do I feel like there's
like me
All day they tryin' to walk wit' it
But there's only one Pooh, one true authentic
Uh
It's been five long years since we started this
Group that
Thinkin in the back of your mind, this is the shit, yeah
I spit for niggas doin 25 on they fifth year
Ready to throw a nigga off the fifth tier
Them white
to the course, we ain't thinkin' 'bout y'all
I feel like the sky is falling down
Ain't nobody here to play around
Push it to the edge, I won't back down
'Cause
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