Lyrics:
HAD A 30 MINUTE SET DOWN AT MIX IN THE STICKS
BEFORE THE SHOW BACKSTAGE AS WE’RE HITTING BIG SPLIFFS,
AND GETTING REAL LIT, AND THEN WE SAID THIS IS IT
holes
I'm screaming fuck Jake, I'm 30 minutes to 8
I mean I'm 7: 30, I get my hands dirty
Now who said 50 ain't the
Sharpest knife in the drawer get outta
control
I put the work
To all the rats back in their holes
I'm screaming fuck Jake, I'm 30 minutes to 8
I mean I'm 7: 30, I get my hands dirty
Now who said
could see me
So I said alright, you can stop on by
It gave me butterflies,
30 minutes, knock, knock its you
I'm glad to see you, but I keep my cool
minute we ridin' round
Every bullet a hollow, that's 30 rounds
You know I make profit off every pound
He 'posed to be stackin' with me, but he tryna
his way of doing a thing
Now we should attempt to do a tune that is very popular
It was written by one of the great young songwriters of today
Now I
Driving 30 down the highway cuz it feel natural to let People. Pass. By me
You'll find me
Lost in thought. at the same time
Not a lot. On my mind
I
Yeah young Jefe holmes, woo
Ayy, GG, 30 30, oh
I'm a street nigga, baby I'm a street nigga
You fuck with weak niggas
Girl you fuck with cheap niggas
Coming through
In an all black benz
What's inside
It's my all black bitch
And like 30 of her friends
We don't fuck with niggas that's from the west
a wildcat make a pussy nigga lay low!
Geeking by the bell? I ain't did it in a minute!
I ain't scared to go to jail!
I say hasse when I'm in it!
Let them
You must be insane
By the state of her taint bruh Im making it rain
30 days blew my advance
30k shades and the shirt and the pants
Cause I done had
Business No Bullshit
Niggas actin' like they want smoke check it out really they don't
Shawty jack me she call me the pope perk 30 go down in her
Yeah
Yeah yeah
Woah woah
Whatever you wanna do
Just do your shit
Yeah
Yeah yeah
Woah woah
Uh, look
I dream every minute
Close eyes so I really can
shade[02:30.62]They hating on you[02:31.85]Cause your music getting played[02:33.15]And now you got that juice[02:34.43]Ain't talking minute maid[02:35.63]I'm eating
Shooting all my shot I hit it out like cannon ball
I might look a little tipsy got me on some edible
now Wtf my God Money money more
20 30 40 50 Body
the mix, not in they face[01:00.22]Forever humble stay out the way[01:01.77]I ain't dealin' with no bitches[01:03.30]I'm just tryna enjoy my day[01:04.65]Got
I promised brodie
That I got it imma take it far
Flying 90 down a 30 like a stolen car
And now they're looking funny tryna work out who we are
just rock by my lonely
I wrote this shit in 30 minutes
Man these niggas don't know
I'm a coo nigga, I always stay up out the drama
I always kept a bag
been a minute
(Wake up)
I coulda died, when i realized it i tightened up instantly
(Wake up)
Not everybody wanna be saved, they blinded by the sinning
dream
But shit ain't the same as my eye see cream
I dwell by the minute
I gots to make more cash
C notes accumulating every day in my stash
Making hit's,
this bar!
By two o'clock, when the bars are already closed down, BILLY had broken 'THE BIG NEWS' to ETHELL. And with dust and boulders everywhere,
still in it
Getting rest that I be missing, but fuck it I'm on a mission
Flight delayed like 30 minutes, now that's the shit that I hate
Now it's eight
don't run
And my dog stay bustin his gun
Think that gettin' caught by justices is fun
Keep a blade up in they gums
This is Harlem, where the fuck is
flight
I don't ever wanna have to leave you alone
So when you call me on the phone, I get the keys to the chrome
Give me about 30 minutes, I'ma be at your
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