Lyrics:
just charge the card and
Keep receipts as proof
I keep receipts as proof
Yo last year, whatever
Let me cross that off my checklist
I'm just looking
just charge the card and
Keep receipts as proof
I keep receipts as proof
Yo last year, whatever
Let me cross that off my checklist
I'm just looking
I’m sorry we done came up
Sorry nah you niggas ain’t real enough
Sorry you hate the lames that I came with
Sorry you hate the broads that I roll with
But that shit hurt me in so many ways when my lil brother died
In Houston when we fucked on Z
Ran it up 40 in a week
Never had to question yo loyalty
brother said keep my head high
Nevermind them local jokers
Every day that I wake, I grind
Gotta make that monthly quota
Way too legit to quit though
Can't
then
Plot or I'ma fucking glean man
Let me get a piece of that pie
Let me get a piece just one slice
Roll another J to keep the vibes
Time flies when
to the face
I roll
That's what I know
What I know
What I know
What I know
I got bens in the bank
And I'm just being frank
Imma show u fakes
What's dough
sooner, you know
I've finally been invited
And there's no way that I'm turning this offer down, you know
I'll do whatever it takes
Anything
Hey, we living
Now now Squirrels, just take it step by step. That's what I tell my babies.
You lift one foot up Put it down
Then the other foot
Let it hit
some hoops
A car pulls up, who can it be?
A fresh El Camino rollin' Kilo G
He rolls down his window and he started to say
"It's all about makin' that
on
And I'm smoking trees
And I was trying to be
Smoking Mary Jane
And I'm caked up
I just got another bank roll
Never trapped, but I got 8 hoes
And they all
of the others know right just choose the other way
Others know if we know truth and continue there's no sacrifice
Others want me to be with brother who sleep
give up)
To my people that are lost along the way
I'll never forget (I'll never forget)
Live your life the way you have to to get ahead
With no
your death by crossin' out your tag
Then they go and brag that they took another life
Never to think, do a brother got a mother and a wife?
Trife
we turn up just to lower the tension?
Hit send, hit send, that's not mention
Solo the cup and so is the mission
Rubbing my chest like I'm sick with
shots
Bend blocks
Then, we spin back
Tip my cap
Never that
No
No
Pullin' up in all black
Go
Go
Tell my opps to, "Fall back"
Fuck off
Back in Philly where
watch your tongue
Grab that light and lets get high, watch these days just pass me by
Roll around the city blowin sticky icky icky
Got some pretty bitches
never been a lil nigga
naaaahhhh
Don't compare me to these lil niggas
Naaahhh
I got love for these lil niggas
Brothers know the bitter with the sweet
We
and Army in the fridge when you get home
Remember that night? You was all like
Maybe we should go our seperate ways for life
I hit the lights fit you
and Army in the fridge when you get home
Remember that night? You was all like
Maybe we should go our seperate ways for life
I hit the lights fit you
to mike that’s my brother
And doughboy that is my brother
But 5th ave is still by brothers
They coming from other mothers
Shouts to mike that’s my brother
2Pac's soul
Only way to roll, Jigga and two ladies
I'm too cold, Motorola, two-way page me (c'mon)
Give it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that
2Pac's soul
Only way to roll, Jigga and two ladies
I'm too cold, Motorola, two-way page me (c'mon)
Give it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that
We them boys that smoked ur brother made him swallow a 100 rounds get back gang (Ayy drr ayy ay ayy ayy yeah )
I was just in the raq and i linked up
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