Lyrics:
blowing away, hey!
I make that, get you real pissed off
Seen a chick first time throw a trick off
That Mark McGwire, outta the park big-time
Don't
on
KID from the old school
88 fade
Press PLAY
I live by the old rules
Like the old school eses
Boyle Heights
PRIMO
Orale!
Big Luis
RIP OG Jose Solis
One
the old school
88 fade
Press PLAY
I live by the old rules
Like the old school eses
Boyle Heights
PRIMO
Orale!
Big Luis
RIP OG Jose Solis
One for the town
on down the aisle.
Mr. Big Man packin' that steel.
But tonight you ain't shit.
Now spin the fuckin' wheel!
Looks good nice try! Now let's see just
So don't tell me whatchu wish for
You wanna be kept by a rich ho
Bitch-ass nigga, I'm tryna hit me a lick
She better pay me right now
She wanna get
nigga
Put me on my feet since a lil' nigga
Let my dawg drink too much huh
Might be gone, but he still wit' me
Bun B my G, my OG
RIP Big Pokey (Smoke
2:30 baby, won't you meet me by the bean
Too early, maybe later you can show me things
You know what it is, whenever I visit
Windy city, she blowin'
found me, but could I ever really find you
I gotta make my first dollar off music
Turn around and get a hundred, I'm too lit
By the time I get a hundred,
got big dreams
Trying to make my mark on the world
Spill my heart to the world
Leave my art to the world
I have yet to embark on this world
Sometimes I
on my grizzly savage see?
From the first day, we laid eyes on each other
At the office I knew we was goin' be lovers (I remember)
Mark hotel under
date, now my nigga on the run
Big shit poppin' in his pocket like a lighter
Shit bag leave a grown nigga in a diaper
Hangin' out the Rolls, on your mark
That we used to do
That's why I find comfort in
Smoking weed in your room
I hope you don't feel all alone
Cuz' I'ma be with you soon bro
I miss you too
Talking bout these hundreds need the money right away
Cause my momma need a brand new crib by the day
My bitch need a brand new bag by the way
My
flock dives you'll die
Why don't you fly on by?
If your flock dives you'll die
You can get up under the wind and glide away
The sky is big enough
a big-ass crotch by the name of Connie
She works in I,c,u and she dates this nigga named Mitchski Ronnie
Have nab him at the hospital, that'll work
Paid
too much
I'm starting to love it
I get a beat inside my heart when I see you on the
Front and I just
Miss you
And the way I would feel
Because I
leave a powerful mark
Give me one shot and
I'ma pound the ball
Y'all are hit and miss
Toss me that bitch
And I'ma knock that
Motherfucker out the park
seen
With all the money to buy streams and getting backed by machines
Just to be sure to mark my words when you mark my speech
I keep dishing out coffins
about surrender, no
cnd if you lay down your arms, if your burden's too hard to bare
You betta rest for a while
Then grab the bull by the horns and face
and the love
She told me "I love you too, like a brother"
Remind me of you by
My side I miss it I miss ya
Come here, hug me, own me
Why did you leave you
advised to evacuate)
It’s Amicella
I did what they said that I couldn’t
I’m stirring the pot I’m not cooking
They coming like two by two, bars hit like
is tip top and never flip-flop
Why? 'Cause my soul too strong
Did this all on my own, 'cause waiting took too long
The flow sophisticated, all these
when you left, left a mark like a divorce
But now I can't tell you that I feel any remorse
Hope this doesn't throw you way too far of course
Cause I
in some drastic shit
Front of it
Sounds like Jurassic Park
Treat my goals
Like gang beef in Compton nikkka
Maffacca I won't miss half you marks
.jpg/225px-Mark_Lowry_in_2018_(25864575277).jpg "Mark Lowry")
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