Lyrics:
the mortuary was at, I know you miss me
Snatch the gat, brrr-at! And lyrically wreck that ass officially
I see you live in fairytales, niggas better switch
I’m a man I know it’s more in life
I know I fuck up I should be a better grandson and be by your side
My mama mother she loves me my fathers mother
They want it
They take it
My young niggas pull up in UUs
They leaving you leakin n naked
Glock .45 got 30 in it
I ain't never been 1 to play wit
Pull up
biting my sound
Shout out my bitch for holdin' it down
I had to switch up my lifestyle
If she bad I'ma go fuck her lights out
Momma always told me I
show us the light when it's guarded by a knight who isn't right
Lines have been crossed, but some have yet to be drawn
Weapons out on our lawns for all
right now
Everybody Pablo right now
See this nigga can't shout
Apparently its apparent that a brother still fresh, still young, black & proud (you dig)
young age but this a new song
From a heart of hate but now I know I belong
Because the Lord met me when I was at my low
Tradition religion is not what it
know you hear me clearly
Young man winning mad kid good city
ESR on the wing cause it can get tricky
Fell out of love with the game like fifty
The allure
Amazing
I'm phasing
Not fading
By phrasing
The playing
On words I do
And I'm never gonna give in
To all the hate, I repent
Fight it all back with a pen
take a look at you
Still so young got the world ahead of you
But you wanna keep it guess we comin through
Seven-seventeen, water bag broke
Month
soul
See it touch it obtain it
I will never fold sticking to the code
Blessings on blessings never take losses
Only wins or lessons
20/20 vision evolving
[Bun B]
Catch me today, with a cannon or a Kodak
Cause by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a throwback
(You see it's real, they be like look at that
lady luck will hear my wish's
Instead of treatin me like a stranger
And Mr.Death plucks my people one by one
It's a cold world, and i'm one of the last
face, amazed by lip gloss
Cherry scent, when the princess spoked yo it bounced off
Mole like Marilyn Monroe, threw a rose in her mouth
Wherever God go
face, amazed by lip gloss
Cherry scent, when the princess spoked yo it bounced off
Mole like Marilyn Monroe, threw a rose in her mouth
Wherever God go
I'm just checking my moves
I switch em like a ball player
We ain't had no money, never used to hall player
Living through hope and luck
My homie it
alright
Bye
Looking at the clock, it go by
Thinking all the time, I know why
Watching everything just go by
Go by, go by
Bye
Looking at the clock, it go by
always been this way
Not by choice, just this way
I can't put my honey pot in a jar
Or a heart or a fist of some young boy
If you can't put
know that by now, life is a bitch who does not remain stable
Taking the title like Netflix to Cable
Rap is the Bible this Cain shit to Abel
Just a young
drop a gem like cookin' crack
And sell it hard, I'ma
Bankhead nigga to the heart, with
Tote tools on the boulevard
It's young niggas in a stolen car
With
give a grin, grab that butt with both hands
Man she moved it over and started hunchin' my Jimmy then
See, I'm gon' hit her then switch up and stick
like to twurk it at the club
(Twurk it, twurk it)
And you know something this is how we rub-a-dub
So Field Mob, come down
I met this fine young tender
trees full of life
A young figure sits still by a pool
He's been stamped "Human Bacon" by some butchery tool
He is you
Social Security took care
trees full of life
A young figure sits still by a pool
He's been stamped "Human Bacon" by some butchery tool
He is you
Social Security took care
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