Lyrics:
thought you was a friend, word
Oh man, can't believe that
Oh, how you do that to me?
I wouldn't leave like this
I can't do it by myself
(?) ah
Are
the board, dawg
We up fifty (We up fifty)
All that ho shit you pulled? Stuck with me
Made a hundred by myself
They can't fuck with me
Just punched three X
or get killed by police
Want brighter future but we all hurting getting ahead is a beast
10 men in a circle way more than fatherless homes or get killed by
chinged in his cheek
Couldn't eat his dinner
Ratlin from the 9 is fast
But Eman from the 12 is quicker
I was pissed when I caught that nigga
I left my cab
[chorus]
Yo mamma yo daddy yo greasy greasy grand mammy
Man they gettin wild as fuck era body gettin crunk [x2]
Gimme room gimme room quit
[Chorus: Repeat 2X]
If there is a final hour
Let's hope for a higher power
One by one and two by two
I have ammo what about you
Grandma told
me, Rapz & Jussy
We went from Lucozade's to ah, that's
The good, the bad, the ugly
I couldn't tell you 'bout a light offence
Quiet in Year 9 and 10
With
started drinkin' beers,
I'm hittin' hookaz by the dozen,
Makin' ya wetter 'cause I fuck better than your husband,
Givin' ya girl back spasms,
Cause G
right
By little kids with great game cause they learned to take aim
At a young age, and to allude police, with a fake name
he's tellin him, i'm Bobby
Now I'm ready to go
The club is twelve blocks away
And I got no loot, so
I walk ten and take a cab for two
Black duct tape over the hole in my shoe
made plans to go get her home, there's no cabs so I had to pay
A bit extra, I was embarrassed cause I was short on the day
But she's my bae
She said
best friends
Import samples
Change the pitch down
Turn the bass up
To let this bitch drown
Copy an artist i like
And call it inspired by it
Repetition's
questions
More like Ten Commandments
Long as I lead we can never be stranded
I pictured perfect and you were the canvas
But I don't know what a man is
the fame you can chase with big shades/
Fast days accumulate drawin' x's on the dates/
Premonitions of my fate feeling like a head case/
ccting wild like
Walk into the club 'bout to fuck it up
By that I mean I'm standing in
The corner with a buzz
Wait, this time I'ma go hard
Starin' at my phone while I
I was made by the same lust
The slave chains and cuffs
Jacked off on the corporate
Ladder and 'came up'
Inherently the games fucked
That's why I
quicker now
Than it ever has been
Chorus
She’s a highway
Never been my way
She’s a highway
By this hotel
Concrete floors
Piled ten or more
You gotta take
on the first time
Except that first night and the third night, well, they're worse lies
So imagine my surprise when I swing by
And find out in the two weeks in
hands is played
You could bet that Dusty standing 10
Until I'm standing 8
Boy I been use to the heat
But I aint standing shade
Stick to this Money Mi$$ion
Yo turn me up
Finally back in the studio making
Music or whatever
Back when I was rolling
Through the 3 bumping
Function by Cis and Cheakaity
Used
There's no shame
In leaving
Before the fun is over
Say goodbye at the door then call a cab
It's always
The same thing
A slurring conversation
With
a game you wouldn't wanna call next in
Revo shit my niggas roaming like the X men
Coming out toxic like your ex is your best friend
I'm so smoove like I'm
be with real killers
And we ride with that pack, like some fuckin' dope dealers, ayy
Uh, me and my niggas, grave diggers (grave diggers)
X you out that
spilled it in respect
So give it up, if your mission's belittling my position
As a microphone physician, making you listen
Me and Rugged Man relate,
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