Lyrics:
watching them lady CO's if I slip up
Uh Uh
[Chorus: x 2]
[Chris and Sigel talking]
Yo, I'm saying Mac, I know I'm young and all
(Yeah that's what's
binoculars hoe
Watching me tryna figure out why he not with his hoe
This bitch n**** say he balling, but not with the pros
Chris Rock, he think he funny but
diva
Before I hit the door I lace my high top cdidas
Say hello to the world like Wal-Mart greeters
cnd I just got paid pockets fatter than Peter Griffin
diva
Before I hit the door I lace my high top cdidas
Say hello to the world like Wal-Mart greeters
cnd I just got paid pockets fatter than Peter Griffin
Another day goes by
Another person was taken
That was my cousin
I think God got him mistaken
He really ain't deserve this
He was the closest thing
a whip with no head rests
Roll down the window as I'm passing by and say hi to Chris cause I'm his guest
Killing the verse and I'm killing the feature
I
the block twice we air at him
Philly bred never be scared can't live in fear of none
Dinner date dolo Ruth's Chris no carry out
Then hit ya bitch jeans half
watching over us
And I know nothing under GOD could ever stop these feelinz
So I can only pray to GOD we learn to stop these killinz
Yo Nipsey
This world’s
added to the list
Thoughts eat me up but I never think about drinking trish
I'm by my lonely, my mama asks have I talked to Chris
Pick up a ball to go
This a nice high
Yeah
I'm just watching time fly by
Spaced out smoking on some wi-fi
Bag full of colors call it tie-dye
I don't want to come down
My heart is beating from me
I am standing all alone
Please call me only if you are coming home
Waste another year flies by
Waste a night or two
My heart is beating from me
I am standing all alone
Please call me only if you are coming home
Waste another year flies by
Waste a night or two
to me
Shout goes out to Jesus for watching over my life
I'm mortified of losing clipping you on the strip
And we should burn the whole world down
getting this fetti
We in the Chevy and ready to pop tags in
[Chorus:]
So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
And since you wanna live by
It's a mad world but I'm getting by
Roll it up and send it to the sky
It's a long road to the finish line
I'll either make it or die tryin
Back on my
to block the plug I see beans in my dreams
Cuz when I get High shit ain't really what it seems
So imma roll it up, roll it up, roll it up , roll it up, roll
scream "Free Pimp C" but not see the pimp free (here I go)
[C-Murder]
Wake up, roll call, another day gone by
Now put a 'X' on November 25 I'm still
anytime that they can
Woh, I'm looking at the world through a windshield
Watching it fly by me on the right
I got a sweet little thing that I'm dying
Smoke gas, kerosene, three roll, wedding ring
In my DM meddling, off the X, that ecstasy
Seven hundred for the Vetements
I'm a boss, not a gentleman
tempt me
In the dark room all prayed out, I ain't never sat in no Bentley
Hustle hard in the alley way by Ms. Cita house I'm getting it
Wrecked my car
Livin' in a world of girls
It's like swimming in a sea of peals
Tastes like caviar
Watching shooting stars
She's like to do the touch
and Diamonds in
Madden (un-uh)
He padded hisself the rap JFK, you wanna pass for my Jaqueline Onassis
Then hop ya ass out that S-class
Lay back in that maebach, roll
and drew for Kendrick and Rocky
I tried to make the right choices with the world watching
"Mike never tried to rap like Pac
Pac never tried to sing like
cappin for these hoes
Keep the chrome up by my side
Keep this shit up in the rolls
Yeah blue and the red
Which one you gonna chose?
Now she talking like
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