Lyrics:
be floatin' in the lake by ten
I don't fuck with confused liars
Rather lay low with a slut, consumin' my nut like a new diet
Brother, I'm too fire
tings loved up
Don't make me slide in the DM's with a lovestruck
Yeah, I know they love this young buck
Many men, hide their girl from me
They got
Five percent president with my other girl
Weavin' through traffic, can't be spotted by my other girl
She gon' go crazy, the love turn into hatin'
From the days of no Wi-Fi and high-fives
Look how time flies by you'd think I had nine lives
When I was on the come up they celebrated
Then they
your crown, I'm in my zone, don't fuck around
It wasn't by luck, I was found
Now I'm above the ground
I ain't dissing you, I'm lifting up your gown
and break down a pack
1A the hood, land all them shottas out of town
Went 'Dam for the plug, now we the opposite of down
Uh, tryna leave a nigga's head by
Reeboks, rewind, 'Round the Twist
Roces skates were the ting as a kid
So Solid Crew, Sega snares
Saved By The Bell, yeah, that's enough said
Top
The work week been way too long
Ain't been enough Waylon on on the radio
To get a good old boy by
No
The achin' back its just gettin' old
You
so you might want to look again
On this road again
Yeah I gotta keep it moving
Confidence on cloud nine
A buck fifty is what I'm doing
With
Not a good look
Right out the envelopes
Dealers don't last long
Cause I don't fuck with you
New Year is happy
I might let out a buck or 2
Look
Serve a couple tables and I'm off on my Bianchi
I'm outie kemosabe weaving all these zombies by me
Money, money, money all they ever fucking say
I
diving into wilderness
Digging hand in dirt
Looking for a couple bucks
Having a game for what its worth
Through the fires and the chains
We are
on
Buck
Gotta put it up for the summer time, pull out the drop
Top if you wanna shine
Where the 6-4's at where the Regals at, where them drop
Tops
by the dance floor
Tell me do you want more
All you gotta do is just say so
I can line dance, baby, I can buck dance
Take you down a dirt road,
there stranded
I think you stand under me if you don't understand me
Had my heart broken by this woman named Tammy
But hoes gon' be hoes, so I couldn't
Had to borrow ten bucks from my old man uh-huh
It ain't no big thing
I went to a party last Saturday night
I told you that story, it'll be alright
had a fucked up year
Weighed a buck-eighty wet and had fucked up gear
Drove a blue Buick Century filled with cassettes
I was broke as shit, more
There are fences that need to be mended
There's a stray cut off from the herd
That needs to be defended
And by a lonely campfire underneath
your song, nah?
Said I should hit up the tape, that shit was bunk
That shit was bunk, nah
You buck with K.C. Redd, nah
With chinese sticks in your head,
ya,
Feel at home.
You'll need ___,
By my side,
Keepin' it ___,
Really funk-a-fied
A posse at my door,
With the whole ______,
We gonna make ya,
Enjoy
Oh what a woman what a dame what a beauty
Baby gotta find out what's ya name and your duty
That's what I was thinking when you pass me by
I've
inside of the livest niggas
Art of War was designed by the wisest killas
Wrote the thug book, only the truth get spit
Took my hooks like you wrote that
Hangin low cheefin high, time to make you bitches cry
Triple bitches talkin shit, fuck you hoes are gonna die
Playaz comin harder won't bothered by yo
A BUCK ONE TIME
SO I COULD THANK MY SELF FOR BEING KIND
OH OOOO
NOW THE WORLD APPEARS TO SHRINK
AT LEAST INSIDE OUR HEADS, I THINK
WE'RE RUNNING
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