Lyrics:
the rest, (a-a-and)
I done made like seven songs in two days, J said fuck the rest,
It's only one, it's only me, I'll change the song name in a sec
Aye, what
Featuring: Jay Bizzy, J-bru, White Mic, and Preacher K,
(INTRO)
Our Father who aren't in heaven,
Baptize my soul and help me learn my lessons,
I'm
roll myself a J and push it all away
To the back side of my brain, hey
You shouldn't talk back to your mother
Or you might get smacked by your
Stop with smoking J's
And I think you need more-
-I want paper
Not them haters
She creates a
Monster Out Of me
I'm away for
Seven days so
Fuck a Stranger
to keep the hood hoppin
It’s been a good day I gotta keep that head nodding
I got expensive taste but I love window shopping
My Gucci bag and the black J’s
at what it cost us
Life is just a toss up
Let me put my J's on
Kobe till the days gone
Me I'm just a swan song
Hauling on the bong long
Searching for relief
life but man his life still gotta change
16 years breathing, his demeanor said more
Cause he was seven years old when that body hit the floor
But fuck it
shit Tried to line me but I peeped the blitz, Walk down on feet and shit, Hit his top now he deceased and shit
(Gooo And he got Hit)
Call up Baby 7, he
niggas with acid get it thrown in your face
Play dirty catch your moms in J-30
Whatever whodie we all crazy we all 7:30 now
[Chorus]
Nasir bin Olu Dara bis do Allah
Fist full of dollars in a dice game god
D & D glass cloth Kangols guided
By angel with white wings
Nas the Viking
Gary Payton
Uh
Dunk on that bitch like Dr. J
Uh, ya
Watch this fantastic move by the doctor
One more year I'm graduating
Kanye West, no goat
got a facial)
Bde Maka Ska, we on lake(We on lake)
Lil' pool in the sky, good day(Put that ass on the glass)
Had to make a quick play, A&J
We ain't
want, I ain't
Payin' that fee
Consider this a eulogy
Read it and weep
Play with my food
Prey don't stay dead
Take a wrong step
You get caught in webs
By
don't have time
But I'm not turning you down
I can accept your invitation now
'Cause I work all day and sleep all night
I'm a weekend girl
the nightstand by the lamp
Yeah, Call-Call Of Duty shit, when it's bed time
Ain't runnin' from nothin' but some fed time
J hit my other phone, that my
pick
Me and Alicia catching up
On her arithmetic
Line verses chap
Need some cap stick
Buzzard must’ve been inspired by DJ Quik
I bought Mary Jane
the line at ketamine dont pull up with the Fenti
Don't bring up what happened homeboy I was off the Henny
I'll die tonight then come back by tomorrow like
debt
A turtle in a turtleneck
Convertibles with turbo jets fueled by
7 Up and Prometh'
I feel like death's around the corner
Like the quickest wide
was cruel, all they gave was $7.50 [What?]
My mamma threw me out I called my sister a whore
Now my house is abandoned, my bed is the floor
It's been
me
Bustas always hatin' me
Knowin' they be playin' me
Get a name right
Next time you dissin' me on this cd be
(Gangsta Boo)
Double O seven
The elevated trainline of the day linin the A
Where I first encountered the likes of Baby168
Stan Iz the Wiz K56 T.K.A.
Kingpin throwups and way back
a gettin' head fetish
Ras stay on the block like Tetris
I recreate the six days of
Creation with my left wrist
South paw, outlaw, outcast, outlast, outwit
would seem a big wig up at Paramount
Must have felt the franchise was
Stale by all accounts
Cause he hired J j abrams to
Give the thing a shove
I feared
and the snakes and the hoes in my mentions
I'm up at the Troc, done the show by eleven
Then after the party got hoes in my sections
They coming in sevens, I got
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