Lyrics:
trying to hard to forget it but We not going to forget it
Camaradas sending hits the farmeras Sending statements
I figured out my life that I'll end up in
through
In your own world I can't please you
But she keep saying that I need you
She keep playing like she feeble
I'm not dumb I'm no weasel
I'm the only
they could see 'I'm
Out-of-towner not down I think they'll dis him
Up goes the season, pop goes the weasel
Damn gimme rap no band I want some x-clan
a bullet proof vest
They call me cock-weasel but I, still cave a chest
I don't wear Jheri curls' 'cause I'm not from the West
No disrespect to the West,
I'm in the spot with some bad hoes I don't even know
Sat at the table surrounded by weed & I don't even smoke
I don't do "E" & I don't need "coke"
I
come here at night that's when them tires start screeching
And when they say they hungry please don't try to feed them
Cause it's 2 different meanings
s'posed to do?
Mr. Popeil!
Mr. Popeil!
(Now how much would you pay?)
But wait, there's more!
It's not sold in any store!
(Now how much would you
niggas carry hollow tips
Leave you hollow bitch
You can't swallow it
Don't be following a model and you not modeling
You should be a leader
You should not
live like light
I've got to change it up
Don't need another cup
I know it may be tough
But Enough's enough
Enough's enough
Enough's enough
Enough's
on the rise
You hear sirens screeching
Obituary pains
What yo heart's been leaking
Bullets can't be silenced
By the pastor's preachings
Survival of the fittest
enough
It ain't enough It ain't enough
Feeling too good got me
Smoking like it ain't enough
I roll up a fat sack
Yeah I need it by the pound like
tell 'em my government, make any covenant bitches be loving it
Say not to put a glove on it, some funny shit
You must've thought I was a dummy, miss
I
the hood but all my boys is standing by it
Hit my dad again I swear to god I'll turn it violent
Talk my shit again I swear to god I'll turn it violent
Oh
vibes
Di way you full a carisma mi see it ina you eyes
Good enough for me not fi rest a mankind
Feel good about yourself all di time
Clouds part ina di
I wish they leave me alone yo
This was predicted not self-inflicted
By the rapp outta the 'hood
They picked it good
Either you bring it
(We gon' bring it)
Or you can't
Sometimes it gets kind of messy out there
(Sometimes)
But we get by
(Well what'cha wanna do with
(Sometimes)
But we get by
(Well, what'cha want to do with it?)
One day at a time
[T-Boz]
Stuck on me at waffle house
After 1:12, when I go out
Where do
In the end, I don't mind.
I guess I'm just one of two kinds.
In the darkness lays a screeching sound
and it says I am not around!
In the meantime
a hoe
That's fo' sho', I'ma leave it on the flo (leave it)
Who's this opp tryna lose his thoughts?
Not Alzheimer's but y'all mind us when the tool
is not enough
Crown is not enough we know what you want
All that you want
Is it all that you need whenever you want?
We know what you want
You don't
a doctor or a fireman
When you constantly seein that
G ride tires screeching
And them shots firin all the
Time it happens frequently
The hood inspired him,
sour in the tower i got the power
One plug, you know pull up on us by the hour
I can't get enough of the work
I know a nigga need it first
I told my
on the windshield but I ignore it
Then the lights turn green
The engine ignites
The tires start screeching
The bitches start screaming
Then the direction
let me forget
It's been like this from the beginning
So any retort I'll just keep in my head
I'm not good enough
Not good enough
Not good enough
I'm not
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