Lyrics:
shit, niggas won't do shit, till I grab the .40 niggas acting clueless
Blue hat for the blue rats, down south all you niggas woulda thought I was a good
they cant not pay for the mind
I know how to move in a room full vultures
Nigga please don't approach us Cant play by the rules of the game
on blast
Headlights pass by, hope I don't crash
Look so fly, I'm a master with the drop
If I say a brands shit you better watch out for their stock like
the sky I be all up on IG posting
Got me zooming I'm out of your focus
Arena tours let me speak to the masses
Money growing had to put it in stashes
40
your G-
Gauge, get engaged
With these shells, like my enemies (yeah)
Man, fuck peace
By any means, you get shot up
Even your hut, trees
Was
(You know what the fuck going meek In this bitch nigga)
(Fuck with me don't fuck without me)
(Uh huh uh huh uh huh uh uh uh)
Put my hoodie
of the world you can trace our tears
We were enslaved by the Pharoahs 'till God sent Moses
Even after he delivered us, it was no bed of roses
For forty years
Loose lips sink ships.
Salt sips rose hips.
All along, it was the ocean's song
That called me down to listen to her.
Standing drenched by a 40
Loose lips
sink ships.
Salt sips, rose hips.
All along it was the ocean's song
That called me down to listen to her.
Standing drenched by a 40
at
We handle beef with shells, that's a taco fact
Pulled a gun on Zeek, he say, "What y'all gon' do with that?"
They shot him, he smiled, they said,
Asshole By Nature
I see you motherfuckers just determined
To make a nigga get on y'all ass
Roach ass motherfuckers
I don't know what to do with
You
controlling the pot
I mean I own all my masters and plus my publishing too
Before I sign them away I cock by this 40 and shoot like poof
Now here’s the proof,
Word, Meyhem Lauren, Thorotracks, all day
My nigga Action Bronson, what!, Queens shit
Always official, check it
Vicious apparel gets displayed
When
the only dogs I roll with, off da leash
Off the streets, with bodies by Dawson's Creek
Cause I always did things, ahead of my time
Lead in my nine, throw
A Peez Paradise
"god bless every livin mac that's out there"
"a mouthpiece is way more powerful than a gun, know what I'm sayin?"
"I wus born this
a name painted down underneath
Was the road all iced up, were they going too fast
Here?s five in a circle left from the last holiday
Holiday
There?s
Nineteen forty-five
You opened my blue eyes
To see a whole new life
Do you remember when
I told you this that night
That if you're by my side
When everyday
You are not alone
Just know, just know
You are not alone
Just know, just know
If somebody told me I'd die at 40
I wouldn't have spent my time
my book bag, pull out my notepad,
jot down my digits and tell you to hold that
But that's just me talking fly
I probably end up watching you walk on by
the motherfuckin' K
How I was raised, that's the way
And you live by this shit, then you die by the same
I ain't trippin', puttin' half on the Jane
I'm gettin' good
your brain tapped by forty-four caliber gats
It ain't like that, cats gotta learn to relax
If I let the gun clap, you have no wish, you're on your ass
shoes
Had your girl in the sprinter wit my whole crew
She was gettin freaky dont know what she told you
Phoenix red eye to NY
In the city quick
Hyped to celebrate OG's 40th
What a blessing
Lord it is
Smiling
Cause we scratching the surface
Remember when
inside of my lines
Hot as a sun core look what I'm ridin' for
Basically was born to score
Boss you should honor more
Just a diamond in force clappin'
Your
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