Lyrics:
East Side
All mine
Just like e'ry time
L
Parachutes deploy with minimal noise
You being visited by the hammer boys
Motion detectors won't even
When I'm live in town as I've been demonstrating
That I could find my greatness in the waking of my absence
And absolutely kill it when they're dealing
When I'm live in town as I've been demonstrating
That I could find my greatness in the waking of my absence
And absolutely kill it when they're dealing
(Yung Lan on the track!)
How you doing ladies and gentlemen?
I go by the name of Blac Yougsta
I rep them three letters C-M-G
And I name this
1 ounce, 2 blunts, 3 seconds
And I'm on the 4 oh 5 flying in my 6
Got a call from a 7, said she with a 9
If you add 'em up, that's more than
to me
When I grow up, I want to live near the sea
Crab claws and bottles of rum
That's what I'll have staring at the seashell
Waiting for it to embrace
when you dead or on lock, that's when that balling stops
[Chorus: x4]
Born gutter, another raised by a single mother
Had to struggle, youngest
Before the game over I know, I'ma be dumping my lead
Because I'm nervous by nature, the slightest move will get you shot
I've been known to help niggas
give a fuck who that nigga think he is
I got two bad bitches and a twin turbo Vette
And my bitch so sick, I had to take her to the vet
Hmm, come on
It's
[1st Verse:]
It's been a struggle for me,
wonderin why I can't get by with my life,
but now I'm free,
and I done did some right and wrong,
but still
(Ghetto dope)
(5th Ward)
(5th Ward bass)
[ VERSE 1 ]
I'm one bad muthafucka out the Nickel
If a boy think he rough enough, then tell him just
black shoes with the ballads in the car
With a lump in the throat she won't understand
Twos on a cigarette and a talk blah blah
Bloody hell die oh bah
Well, it seems like yesterday
Young and bored, we got nothing to live for
We set out to right the wrongs
Screamed out in defiance against the things
Mother got pregnant by rape
Identical twins came to being, but they were different in their minds
The fatal flaw was the bad disposition
Two
the form of a bad omen it's wicked it was written I'll be
Runnin while turnin around and blastin back to buck 'em fuck 'em
They came back and moved and like
dropped more pounds then maternity wards
And got the gold chain from the gudda awards Yup!
We like that trunk knockin'
Roll by them ladies jockin'
We
Higher flyer angels wings we drive
My destination: Happyville, money spent
On refreshments to cool my temperature
A fine wine or two, sweet food
Everyday I put the burner on the block
2 step verified by the time I'm walkin through lot
We never stop
Out here rocky, all my dreams are at the top
You
Roll up
Lets get high
Feeling fine
Its my time
Bad bitch on my line
She a dime
Like where you find her at?
Hitting that bitch from the back
& I be
or no questions
Don’t know the answers though
I guess the less I know the better
At least that’s what I’ve been told
By Tame Impala, call your Mama
Tell
know my intentions
Act like I talk shit your names never mentioned
She kinda bitch that gives me bad breath after breakfast
It's not new to me it's not
Ka...
OOOH!
Kakawww!
I just wanna go up in the sky
Like that fucking bird that's flying up
But ya boy is held back in the ground
By own mind
out of here
It's like I'm being tied to the hood of a yellow rental truck
Being packed in with fertilizer, and fuel oil
Pushed over a cliff by
and when
But it became too much for me
I’m sorry
That I can’t live for two
In the past I tried with all my might
But it never ends well, it never ends
Oh,
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