Lyrics:
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
I told you (I told you)
Oh LORD
I told you this was
Bigger
I showed you I was
Swifter
You didn't even miss her
Quicker
all this by myself
Then you must be smokin' water, Michael Phelps
Blowin' competition out the waterway
Ya'll should listen cause I'm goin' all the way
most asked by 85, where I'm from
Fakin' the funk you get did
Projects, tenements, pyramids
Where I'm from, we're livin' off the boom boom crack
It's
most asked by 85, where I'm from
Fakin' the funk you get did
Projects, tenements, pyramids
Where I'm from, we're livin' off the boom boom crack
It's
I'ma work too hard, get the bag, get the check, get the funds up
Want the cash and the racks in abundance
Oh cash check where the funds at
Go mode, we
prom— I promise!
This is a token of my affection
Keep me by your side you'll never need no protection
I'm here to make right what is destined
I love
my flow be so mean
I'm like Mr. Clean, boy, I'm sprayin' off a breeze
She goin' down, she's like, oh shit, please
She like, oh shit, please
She's
A couple of cocktails'll send me to jail
There's a couple of cops hot on my trail
But this time, when I get pulled over
There's a Doberman Pinscher
business bitch
Okay nigga riding in a May-be, and I'm probably with baby
Don't talk nigga fuck you pay me, intercept your bitch like Bailey
Okay big
have to Show it
Now that I'm on fuck that I'm goin show it off
Dripping all this sauce yeaa I'm goin let it fall
I'm going let it
Bounce in my face
know the streets will love it, like I brought Mike Skinner
Said, "Simmer down, little homie, simmer"
All that talk get you rubbed out quicker
I'm cut
Look at me stuck inside my head again, fuck
Same old shit, this is where I always end up
Kill myself? I cannot escape the question
Where I'm at,
harder 어제보다 더
make music make money that's what I do
let's be honest 난 너무 쉽게 돈 벌어
i'm so blessed with the gift
get those cream real quick
yea i keep it
on the corners
Life will keep existing while I'm shitin' on the corners
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he
get high off the fu-gee-la
When the east is in the house, like I'm blahzay-blah
When pandemonium strikes, at midnight
Full moon splits soft niggas in
trippin' then his ass never goin' home
He was talkin' crazy so I called G to put one in his dome
G pulled up with a tech it was all chrome
Man I'm really
people
It's fuckin' absolutely madness, mate
And I'm all I'm tryin' to figure out is where the hell we're goin'
And, like, I just wake up the next day
'ma enact the twenty fifth
You should see them shooters standing by ya' bed(Right there)
I'm on it now
Believe it's the season for treason
A magazine at ya'
Sometimes I feel empty, empty, empty man I don't know where to go, I'm swerving, I'm
almost on empty, empty, empty some say i aint got no love but i
Caution
Do not mix wit alcohol
It may cause drowsiness
Keep out of reach of small children
I roll it back, crack a dutch, have a sisip
Get
without knowin'
I've never felt like this before
I apologize if I'm thinkin' too far
Can we just talk?
Can we just talk?
Figure out where we're goin
I'm chillin' heavy understand me baby this Gangsta Boo"
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where the dollas at?
Where the dollas at?
Nigga, where
don't know the names
See I get paid to perform one song
And you pay money to perform one song
Karaoke I'm not okey
My balls to big but I'm so lowkey
No
In T We Trust
This weed straight keef, I'm smoking dust
I Packed my lunch a backpack full of purple kush that pack a punch
Pops said let me get
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