Lyrics:
For those in the past who dissed me don't deny it
What? Your sorry? Don't even try it
Word man
People are a trip
Putting everybody down what's up
Light ice cold
Me and my buddies cuttin' down an old back road
I got a jacked up truck, but it ain't much
A fixer upper with a brand new clutch
Yeah,
it up for me when I'm stressed
You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss
New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York
Texas I be screwed
Paul Caputi, the real Rocky, what it's like being a Father, personally to me, means everything
In the world
My kids are my everything
The reason why
Ayy, Bob, what up? Yeah, haha!
Meek Milly ha! Grand Hustle in the building!
Ayy hey!
It's B-O, B-O lil' C on the beat
Haha yeah
Yeah, ayy, ah ah ah
He's the better version that's for certain
Know I got my flaws baby you make me feel perfect
Love when your around take my love you deserve it
Spend
Is lying
Here
In my open palm
At its beginning, calm
Has begun
Caught in every version possible
For every version is possible
Is like a picture
Takes
and splurge the tab, uh
Hops out the truck like "Trick, what up?"
Call me Sean if you suck, call me gone when I nut
That's the end of us, get your friend
Boy I want to impregnate?
Dr. Dre said Slim Shady you a cutie (Uh huh)
I'll give you a deal let me up in that booty (OK!)
Well since age 12 I felt like
your light shine
Jesus Christ paved the way, he's our lifeline
His death was no mistake, it was done by design
Through him, we can now put our past
and my buddy name Paul
Him was dress up in white, me in a black overall
We were heading for a party at the theater main bowl
So we buck into ma Lincoln
Every time I'm happy it seems like it's a problem to you
Nothing piss you off more than all my accomplishments do
I already know who praying for me
body got me all excited
Drinks on me then you can be on me
Then you can see what we was made for
Turn up the radio, ready to go, John
It’s time
ain't grow up like the Jenners the only
Choice we had was fuck with Ye
Sometimes it make me want to run away
Sometimes I see my people struggle
And I want
If I knew then what I come to know now
Would've changed it all and taken more for us
Would've taken up your hints and give you trust
Take in mind
immortal here
It's 2020
On my path, know I ain't never veered
I count like one, two
Got me up two
They like what's new?
Not you
Tell em cop two
We gon pop
busstation
Or I can take a plane
Give me a sek and I'll tell you how it went down
[Kool Keith]
I stayed in New York, depressed, walkin' mad through the block
of duckin' one time
I told my nigga give me a price, he said love
They gon' be gone by the night like they Suge
We need a bride for this Glock 'cause we
done want your man served up
That'll get the fans worked up
Homie really wanna play, stir it up
I'mma catch me a wave, surfs up
Gliding on the track like
it up now
O to the M-E, E-Z-Y
Please don't tempt me
I own this stage you renting
Now you see why they won't let me
Put my shit on the radio it's too
(4:30 in the morning, mira)
You know what I mean, mira
Dame te culo, mami (give me my shit back, give me my shit back)
Yo, Fat Joe and them is
'Cause we let it pop
I bet this 40 go brrah (Grrah)
Do damage, make it a cinema, no tellin'
Huh, look, know you can stand me
'member just sittin' up
Then
and how we wrap bricks with petroleum
Clean strips like custodians (uh-huh)
My rap sheet got coke on it, my stash house got broken in
West signed me, I
up, baby come lift that dress then roll it up for me when I'm stressed
You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss
New Orleans and then Miami,
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