Lyrics:
a hunnid' like bill
Know who gon' run it for real
A lot of these boys ain't for real
I'm out here gunning for real
I'm really hungry for real
I really kill
here
(it's through my mind you're racing)
I know that people change
(boy have you changed?)
(just change the conversation)
But baby I'm still the same
of this wine,
You glad your came over,
But this pleasure is mine.
Brought a couple of friends
cnd company is fine.
They may have slid by a couple
brains in the store
Why they don't never come outside, I feel like birdie boy hoe
It's that birdie boy flow, I'm gettin' birdie boy dough
If I ever catch
From the moment I go to bed 'till I wake up
All day, this is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah)
So I go straight at opponents' heads with this
I'm in love with dollar bills too
Ohh Ohhhh
Yea, we out here gettin it. It's ya boy Namek
K-Dee baby. Yog Westwood what up dawg?
California to Phoenix,
Shey o ti devicate shey o tori
I go pay all the bills baby mi no worry
Soun to boy oo firi yahoo
Awon omo yahoo ma kaa pata eh
Soun to boy oo firi yahoo
to do math
Boy do ya dirty nigga go take a bath
Ohh im too clean feel like Andre on the scene keep at least $3k in the jeans
Come here baby we gone chase
Yeah! When I'm out in N.Y. boy it's blunts and phillies
When I'm out in L.A. boy it's wraps and swishes
Now Blood walk to this, now crips walk
some paper
That could by me out of hell again
More than skin deep, boy
Bad to the skeleton
Bad to the skeleton
Bad Bad to the skeleton
Bad
yeah
See by thru dey face
I'm winnin the race
I do dis shit laid back yeah
Up inna da mornin, I'm way to lit, way to gone
Imma keep goin, gotta pay rent,
So you're from Jacksonville
Kicking it like Buffalo Bill
Getting butt-fucked by your uncle Chuck
While your sister's on her knees waiting for your
So you're from Jacksonville
Kicking it like Buffalo Bill
Getting butt-fucked by your uncle Chuck
While your sister's on her knees waiting for your
rather wait
If I give you my emotion, first day, fuck you gon' chase?
I'm a pimp by nature, baby, in and out the state
So I play games, lead you on ad
(Uh huh)
(Let's go)
(Ah)
I done seen too many faces that changed up
Get treated like babies get changed up
Playing with K's in the range gonna shake
girl, why'd you do it?
I mighta knew it by the way you gave me your baby
Then left a day before I ever saw the son that God made me
It's hard maybe
Jordan shoe
Milk and diapers and baby wipes cost an arm and a leg
A breast of wing and a thigh
Hustle trying to get by
Hey don't underestimate me,
over-hypin', leadin' them O.G. sirens
Mama tryna mourn in private, family won't allow it
Just sent her baby boy to the store for washin' powder
The store is
on that
(Yo) Yo, Deqwan got bored in his arm real quick
Cah the boy tried to cover his tizzac
(Mars) Mars got cheffed by the W street
True say it was
bitches
When the light hit the ice, it twankle and glistens
Baby, Brian, B., Bubble, you can call me what you feel
Hoppin' out the platinum Hummer with
gotta mention
Have you flossing everyday you would think your boy was a dentist
Got me like oh my baby girl you so sexy and you so fly
How you look good
me
I'm done with all the back talk and all the foolery
Baby I was worth way more then some jewelry
What's real?
I can't tell what's real
Surrounded by
This is the day they try to re-enslave us
Grow my hair long, Angela Davis
So I can get recognized by the space invaders
Storm troopers, have you heard
can hang
Needless to say
I know my grandmother pray
She the only one with faith
I’m losing more by the day
Swear that a lot of shit changed
Some of my
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