Lyrics:
all that fair, end of day
I would scrap this whole ass album all to spend just a day
In the singular place I feel comfortable that's with you cause you
nothin' to lose
So why not try and go and bet up on this white guy
Nah, these rhymes ain't no stick up
They subliminal shots when I go and take a drive by
death don't discriminate
Had to happen same year presidential race
For a sec imma give my two Pence
Doesn't really matter what side of the fence you fall
But they starving for some change
That's hunger games
They want me to fall
Stay down and die
Instead
I use the hate they throw at me
To fashion wings
motherfuckers must ain't peeped them
Last two albums, for real, dick riders
[Hook - 2x]
All you hoes, talking down
Guard your grill, keep moving around
Them big B's head so good
Almost said some shit I didn't mean
Punched a hunnid 12 Pros
Damn near the Max Man if I could
I'll throw yo album in the trash
I know who's gun it is
Just by hearing the shots that's Bo
That's Little Mack
Damn baby who the fuck is that?!
I can tell from the way that he
other albums, plus
The merch, plus the shows
I ain't even tryna flex
Dog, just get the arena set
That way when I come to do my service
It's a set
Me up
on someone payroll
Fifty cents is Lloyd bank account
Blabber 'bout me at the Tabber
But I work by lantern
See, I figured out this pattern
I'm the only one with
song
Let's appreciate it while it's on
For every soldier who got hit by a
Roadside bomb and lost an arm
If you got an arm put your fuckin'
Arm in the sky
a bitch
Blinded by the mission
Been a menace
I admit it
A demon of pretension
When I'm prayin on retention
Catch a bitch lackin I been on a roll (kick it)
I
And yeah of course I know what you think
Well you're right 'cause I'm on the brink
I'm buried here inside this place
All by friends that lie to your
Inside my drawer, there was an old photo album with myself all tanned up.
Pulling an all nighter, saying ”going to bed is a waste of time”
At no
of kings, we bow in sorrow
In the first morning light, I'll call
On the eve of the fight, we fall
My defender of kings, we rise tomorrow
In the wake
kinda struggling just by myself
I'm just thinking
I been thinking too much, way too much
I'm just thinking
I been thinking too much, way too much
But,
just want to get into that club to shake her bottom
She think if she drink this liquor then it's gon' dissolve 'em
When she grabbed me by my neck, I
I'm hitting the road, she's hitting the floor
Feeling faint, too late, she triggered her own fall
No finger pointing here just writing on the wall
I'm
more mighty tricks
And i would rather see an album like the one in 96
When i spent practically every morning content
Just to wear your tape out
the good news"
It went to voice mail 'cause Nicole was sleeping
So Lauren left a message, like "Girl, I'm gonna see him"
She hangs up and falls back
Ich cruise im Hummer durch die City, du wählst 1-1-0
Denn ich bring deine Gang-Member bei nem Drive-By um
Es macht einmal BUM (Bum)
Und du kommst
sponsered by Nike
All this hype be surroundin me
And I heard that on the block that you was clowin me, sayin
You ain't my homie to be a cold day in hell
motherfuckers must ain't peeped them
Last two albums, for real, dick riders
[Hook - 2x]
All you hoes, talking down
Guard your grill, keep moving around
Jordan's on your feet costin' more than your bail
You know you're ghetto when your goin' on a creep
And your girl gotta wait for her children to fall
well with the pen, now I'm sicker again
Y'all been waiting for this album to drop
And off the top like a pringle I been waiting to pop
It's my time,
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