Lyrics:
I know that nigga Tory goin' through it
But I wish that I'd get dissed
Just to respond to it
Let's get back to business
After I rap, it's a wrap
this ain't no fuckin test, i'm back rhymin climbin higher up a fuckin ladder, makin cheddar bitches wetter yo and my pockets fatter, got a knot and it's
I'm way up
I'm way up
I'm way up
I'm way up
I'm way up
I'm way up
Kontraband
Is it the master plan?
Kontraband
It tekking up the farmers
the black brim
You can't live a long life tryna act grim
Seeing how the gat feel
Seeing how yo back build
If you really down for it
Living by the Glock
Know
Protect my soul when the devil tried to get it
Seen my goal and stuck with it
Ever since a kid, early in a bid
Doin' things you never did
All up in
business
I've grown up so much
I'm in control and loving it
Rumors got me laughing, kid
I love my life and my public
Put God first and can't forget
and who got knifed
Who keep gettin' struck, but don't neva strike
Hope the beef go away but the feds indict
I know yo card n****, it's so clear
You
as I get deeper you shoot for the one in the deuce
Drop the top of the block, poppin the glide, I pursue
It's just another g fillin yo bad ass up
Yop, yo, I'm ready
Let me take this shit all the way
Don't stop it
Come on
Where y'all at Man yall niggas been put up
Try to play me like a hoe cause
Welcome to the meth lab, listen, it's time to cook
Not confessions of a video vixen, we by the book
Start the fire, I can tell what you thinkin' just by
flow spitters
crys and mo sippers carry yo niggas
It's all goodnud do my songs for the hoodnud
platinum nigga while yall thangs go woodnud
Yo you
cuz I wanted to thug it
That shit get thrown up in yo face by ones who claim that they love you
You either with me or against me blood or not bitch it's
the song that help you pull thru
This gone make ya bob ya head & groove & this gone lift ya spirits up that's true & this gone make ya wanna 2 step & move
I get too fucked up by the night end
She want some molly, want some liquor, want some percocets
But I'm just living life, getting fucked up, that's
I got some bills to pay
Do it the harder way
Now aint the time to play
Bet you I'll find a way
I got my kids to feed
I got my kids to feed
I got my
it takes
It's my vision so i won't take no breaks
Okay bitch now slow down now hit the breaks
Why you all up in my face?
Pissed uh uh listen uh got
you up and you look up and you perfectly cut to ribbons
I forgot to give you yo congratulations
You so motherfucking fake it's like using my imagination
flow
When I wrap up your body this buckle will choke you before you can step on my toes
And like Barney I come pretty scary
But the little kids watch
Bobby Boucher
Take my time aint gone skip the 4play
Know Im coming yo way so baby throw it my way
Yea you say thats yo theme song
You love it when I help
(me and the kids hardly eatin)
Seekin God for help 'cause we hardly speakin (that's right)
If it took God to bring me home (uh-huh) bring Jerome
completely zone
It's rap time for you that means nap time
Preaching from my joint what the fuck I'ma clap mine
Singing songs of 6 pence it's intense
yo BM back her car she report it stolen
Pull up I'm some nice got yo bitch goin
She call me Elsa cus my neck wrist n ears frozen
Everything I'm smoking
hit because it's blood all on yo palms
They tell you pray but what's the point, can't save his life by reading Psalm's
Therapy but it don't work, only
down, yeah, it's goin down like that
I gets my thang in action
To live, to love, to see, to learn
Yo! tell em what's happenin!
(What's happenin?
I'll
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