Lyrics:
(Come on come see me)
The devil had entered my soul, my momma had beat it out me
Remember my grandmama had told me you better be somebody
Hop in my
by the red light, aye
Told these bitches "We can't stop at red lights"
Aye, aye
Won't catch me at the red light
Aye, aye
We won't stop at red lights
the soul of every rapper in me, love me or hate me
My moms got raped by the industry and made me
I'm the illest nigga ever, I told you
I get more pussy
My life getting realer and realer
Don’t push me don’t make me a killer
It’s me and im dripped in margielaa
It’s me in this big body wheeler
She
read my palms right
Nah, my future brighter than ever
The flow gets cleverer by the year
Killer minus the tattoo tears
Cause murder don't mix with
never scared (west side)
No, I ain't bad, just don't kiss no ass or take shit
And I'm a grown man, find you somebody to play wit
If you don't like me
wit all this gave me they hate to cherish
But still I made it
A made nigga made by the game
Made for war
My aim is simple and plain
Yah wether
much we probably numb to it by now
After all, it's the American way right?
Home of the brave and free (It's America)
Free just to murder me (land
so much we probably numb to it by now
After all, it's the American way right?
Home of the brave and free (It's America)
Free just to murder me
and fuck the bitch
I do it all again
Every night cos am rich
Mama told me
All that matters is be rich
Life of poverty
That shit ain't for me
Keep my hustle
love again! "
Aha, aha, oh yeah
Can you make me fall in love again?
Aha, aha, oh yeah
I'm a make you fall in love a-
I know you told me drop
Doesn't Have Subs
Gram typa flow
Better know
They cap a lot
Fam told me bro
You are Gold
Don't catch a thot
Story of a rogue
But woah
Here
Comes a plot
Is that right?
[James A. Smith]
Yeah, it upsets me to hear a World Class Wreckin' Crew
"Homosexual" disrespect some real soldiers
[Too Black
I’ll mix it with some lean and have it purple like the night, should’ve charged my ass with arson by the way I flame the mic, you know it’s Inkyeyed
never scared (west side)
No, I ain't bad, just don't kiss no ass or take shit
And I'm a grown man, find you somebody to play wit
If you don't like me
no ass or take shit
And I'm a grown man, find you somebody to play wit
If you don't like me when you see me, betta not say shit
I'll choke yo ass out
that I speak
Shhhh
Hear the coquis when I sleep, Yea
You can find me by the beach, Uh
Musubis two of each
I don't do the teriyaki
Maybe you not me
that I speak
Shhhh
Hear the coquis when I sleep, Yea
You can find me by the beach, Uh
Musubis two of each
I don't do the teriyaki
Maybe you not me
that I speak
Shhhh
Hear the coquis when I sleep, Yea
You can find me by the beach, Uh
Musubis two of each
I don't do the teriyaki
Maybe you not me
Still feel like somebody's watching me like Rockwell
Talk about diamonds, I'ma kidnap Jacob
Talk about the Fugees, I'ma break up the make up
Put your
[Verse two]
now on the first day she told me
that we could only be friends
say she was hurt once before by this lil nigga with ends
ran into me bout
a girl that was on the ball
When the cash flow got low, so did her calls
Used to have a homeboy, always chillin'
My cash went low; he told me I was
I left my feelings on the shelves
Cuz I really don't see nobody else
Baby tell me how u felt
Cuz u easily with somebody else
I left my feelings
keep my Glock by my side
I got shooters I got killers who gone rock for me
I got bitches on my phone who wanna gobstop me
Putting my all in this shit
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