Lyrics:
make no mistakes, me make no complaints
I love how she think she graduated with that brain
She go to
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is
shit like Dave Chappelle
Pussy-ass niggas all in my mail
How you get out early? You ain't make that bail
Snitchin' ain't free, but all you do is tell
I
shit like Dave Chappelle
Pussy-ass niggas all in my mail
How you get out early? You ain't make that bail
Snitchin' ain't free, but all you do is tell
I
I'm in a world where I'm surrounded by my enemies (Damn)
Niggas hate but love my style I call em frienemies
Heard you claim to be my bro, you ain't
Increasing volume on my Runner speakers
Bumping that new Baby Jesus
My vocab astonishing
Manipulation of wordplay is
Dangerously lethal
How they gon' hang with
of these afflictions eclipsed by glory
And I realize just how beautiful you are and how great your affections are for me
And oh
How He loves us oh
Oh how He
and I beat off the block
You know I'm watchin' now full of ops
I swing and I beat off the block
Turn your heads every time I ride by
I swing and I beat
on her shit, she got her own shit
She don't never trip, all she want is that dick
She bossy, flossy, keep them hoes off me
Gutta, lil' slang, mane, I
When I come back, that's it
You see a flash in the sky, it's that nigga, I
When I land, you wack niggas die
And your casket is your last hit
You wack
A fact of life is that we will be remembered more for what we destroy than what we built
History is written by the victors
That's why we must win
on some Lil Boosie shit
I'm tired of your complications and your foolishness
Intimidated by the one I chose to call my wife
But when I needed you, you
Rollin' Rollin'
One deep the only way I know how to roll
One deep the only way I know how to roll
One deep the only way I know how to roll
One deep
Bring your whiskey bring your belvey go on bring 'em out (bring 'em out)
So when in yo' city that lil' cutie love me
Don't be mad cause she lovin'
said when he see the opp' he gon' flip it
S*** get wicked
How you hate on a n**** that love you, that is a sickness
Count up them digits, If you from
Boutta start exposing you niggas cuz dats how i feel
I know deep down inside lil nigga you know you aint real
Fuck em it is what it is
I jus wanna get
It's your boy Lil B
Shouts out to none of you rappers
Your careers is over based
Chasing the Rain
I know that the game got slight change
I stopped
picky
Whassup Nikki? Down for a quickie
Get your lil' Dickie and your Mickey and you're straight
And gotta be at work by 8
Called you last night, you
just how a playa feel
And sometimes I sometimes I think where have I been
I'm Da Prophet Makin Da Profit Daniel in the lions den
How Deep Underground Do
the leather seats, ash
Strike a pose and she letting me, flash
Smoking on purp with Lil Boosie
All my chains on LIL UZI
I might just fuck on your niece,
In
niggas fugazy
I don't care how much bitches that love me
I don't care how much niggas tht hate me
Shit is a tragedy
To many people in poverty
Most y'all
ain't got love for your mama
You can die today, it ain't gon' save me none but drama (Super)
Workin' on a weekend like usual
Way off in the deep end
aight if you don't speak, or I turn u to grocery
Sick n tired, of how people talk
Negative energy I'm allergic to your thoughts
I wanna fuck em all, I
Your love
How deep is Your love
How wide, how long, how deep is Your love
How deep is Your love
Our God is greater
Stronger
Higher, than any other
of these afflictions eclipsed by glory
And I realize just how beautiful you are and how great your affections are for me
And oh
How He loves us oh
Oh
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