Lyrics:
inside the game, it's too big
It's a tight fit never made a bad song
They don't come out of my lips
Got the game by the neck
Won't let go I got tight grip
Scary cuz I feel I might decompose
Watch as I stand by
Look into my own life
Simulation down, I'm on overload
What's on the other side?
I wanna know
friend, my hero, was killed by a drunk driver in
a head-on collision. He died instantly.
I couldn't even bring myself to go to his funeral.
My agony was so
bricks, they ain't shot no pistol, niggas ain't on a song wit Twista.
Hey...
Cocaine,
Forget it by the quarter,
Bring it by the pound, straight
of jeans
A favorite song to sing
And when I'm in the mood to hear good music play
I'm entertained by my favorite D.J.
I want to dance and think
the room
When that song come on
I'll watch you break the rules
Break a leg
Get money fuck a friend
Represent
Them bands a make her dance
Wish them well
You
50's man)
I wanna get my reload in like fifty vans (let's work)
They never seen fifty grands (no)
They never seen fifty bands (never)
By the time you
did
When they did me wrong
Now they really listening
While i fucking sing my song
For all you pussy ass niggas
That did me wrong
Ion forgive you
I was
married to a beatup busted guitar I'm obligated to my band
Don't waste your time by making permanent plans I'm only playing one night stands
Come see
And some bloodshot forget-me-not whispers
Daddy's within earshot, save the buckshot, turn up the band
And she was blinded by the light
Oh, cut loose
And some bloodshot forget-me-not whispers
Daddy's within earshot, save the buckshot, turn up the band
And she was blinded by the light
Oh, cut loose
When I do a show know I'm taking all the bitches home
Tell em pick a song Imma fuck em while they sing along
Bitch my money grown whole chain worth
And get brain but not the same
Brain she be thinking with
Banger by my pancreas if a
Nigga think he slick
I'll blow his brain out now
He can't think of shit
it's time to be gone
Somewhere a band was playing an old country song
Where I loved you in the morning as the stars began to fade
I loved you in
playing a new song
glow, glow glow
Time is by my side, I feel the blessing
everything’s allright I’m reaching my luck
Suddenly, my hands brim over money
(HO!) (HEY!)
[Chorus]
See the band played on
(Getcha, getcha, getcha, I better getcha)
And they was singin my song
(Getcha, getcha, getcha,
As I was walkin' down Grosvenor Square
Not a chill to the winter but a nip to the air
From the other direction she was calling my eye
It could be
started to fill in the background and when he started to sing
The entire bar leapt to its feet and began screaming and applauding
By the time the song
the Tiger King when I'm the king when it comes to this Rodman thing
All of my songs hit
Bada-bing, in a pandemic, but I do not feel a thing
Last week,
4 straight
Ain't gotta look at your plate
I got two dicks for a nigga we gon donate
I got 4 bands in my left hand
And bought 5 in my pocket
Niggas
meet up in person
I think this song is inspired by money man
You don't know bands unless you gotta hunnid bands Im a real nigga ive never been fraudulent
I got them bands in my pocket, you stand by me, I'll make a lil' nigga look rich[00:33.90]See all these Glocks with no backplate, brr, you know that
Cole
Had to do it by myself I had to do it on my own
And rest in peace my cousin man i can't believe you gone
And it really fuck me up that i can't hit
a winning team get a head like guillotines
I'm with a killa team get the pape by any means
They gone call us Forest Gump how we ran that shit up
Let my money
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