Lyrics:
Hold on
I'm a wild these niggas up again
Watch out
While I wild these niggas up again
One time
I'm wild these niggas up agaiiiiiiin
And I did it by
Got em all on xan or
Dope pushin' the action
Dint I tell you think?
Stay clear of the
Alphabet kid?
Spell ya own demise
Snitchin on every record
(kicking it) (hi-ya ya ya )
We did some things
I won't explain
If you wondering why
She smiling
We wilin' wilin...
Wile E
Coyote
ain't studyin'
c
hand)
For truly I'm a faithful fan
(Cuz you are Popeye the Sailor Man)
I'm the devil on your shoulder
(He's an evil doer soldier) like I told ya
(I'm
at ease
Sick of the drama always gotta take it far
Hot and cold love me like you did before
Loosing sight I just need some light
Stay by my side you know
by ya lonely
You acting like you hard, but ain't sliding bout ya homies
So now I think you phony
Im feeling like you fake
We catch you at that funeral,
I did
Ticked off I know we timeless
Took me too long to find ya
But my vindictiveness could possibly lead to confinement
I don't mean to confine ya
Why you by the window?, what's wrong daddy?
I know what's wrong with that crazy motherfucker
He's just stand by the goddamn window
With that
breath
Besides the love inside there's nothing left
But my soul controlled by flesh
So Rest In Peace my Ego tied up sudden death
How did you and I get
nights would you pray with me
Stay by my side and lay with me
Because I need ya tonight
It's because I need ya tonight
So tell me would you wait for me?
you got what you want
Think twice before you open ya mouth
And something come out that you don't really mean
I had to learn that lesson for myself i was
through
Got my bruddas it don't matter what we been through
Isolate myself won't talk unless it's on the phone huh
Did it once by force
But this time it's
Yeah, you hear that?
That's inevitability
You can't stop this shit, I'm too tapped in
Too loyal
Surrounded by a few of my niggas who did
partners resent me enough to come and get me
Catch me slippin' and hit me, just like they did 50
'Cause I'm in the position that he think he should be
the F know
But death row
I'm coming by the inches
And them niggaz outside on the benches
Don't think that we in the trenches
Cause we got a 600
And we
One, two
Yes, The Roots layin' back, real-xin
Coolin' out with my man Malik be
We call him Sla-xon
Ya know what I'm sayin? We in effect
Mo like
My time away just made perfection, did you think I'd die?
Not gon' cry, why should I care
Like we holdin' on to lost love that's no longer there
Can
Now was it certain shit I did
Got these voices in my head
I know niggas want me dead
Tell em catch us if they can
Keep a pistol by my bed
Murder
you understand that what comes outta your mouth matters?
Did you know that the quality of your life
Is dictated by the words of your mouth?
Do you know
you knew right like
(I just hope that you know right)
Six shooters on three dirt bikes
Fifty cal grip i think your type like
(Fifty cal I think it your
stays in the safe
I may be young with some money
But ain't found by Lil' Wayne
I'm a Libra, October gang
I'm tryna over take
Ayo Drake, I slay all on ya
the game of chess, check! Homie it's time to end this
Driven by the Smithen that's locked within my soul
And now I'm 'bouta let it unleash, trigger flow
At the top spot ain't nobody close to me
I walk around like I'm the King Of New York
Bitch it's As-Salaam-Alaikum
I don't fuck with the pork
Niggas think they
think it’s sweet
Better pray that we don’t catch ya
Cause The driver shootin too bitch we slidin a Tesla
Written by: Matthew Smith
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