Lyrics:
something like, ghost, greatest human of some time
That's my quote, that's what I live by
I'm trying to be the best human right now, in this sometime
Y'all
my nigga I'm nice
Came in with two bitches right by side (yuh)
Came in with two bitches right by my side
All y'all niggas pussy talking shit
Thanks for comin? out
It?s been good, it?s been great, see you later
Times runnin? out, and y?all know what I?m about
Thanks for comin? out
It?s been good,
of y'all jack
Some of y'all never paid me back
Some of y'all betrayed me bad
Go, go, go get the bag
Know you really want it bad
You about to make me mad
You
Ladies and gentlemen, Kelly's back
Told y'all I was gonna bump like this
Y'all didn't think that I could bump like this
Said, I told y'all I was
about me so
I don't give a fuck about y'all aye
You really should follow my lead so
You can get up out own way aye
Coming for the life i want aye
Coming
(high)
May never get rich, but I never bitch
'Cause I made it here by and by
My, my, y'all
I coulda died, y'all
A couple times I took my eyes off
'Pac in a slurred, drunken voice:
Ha ha ha, fuck all y'all, fuck all y'all, I don't need nobody
Fuck 'em, fuck all y'all
Money gone fuck
'Pac in a slurred, drunken voice:
Ha ha ha, f*** all y'all, f*** all y'all, I don't need nobody
F*** 'em, f*** all y'all
Money gone f***
all y'all man, let's go
Donald Duck in this bitch
Aye, turn up bro
That was just a warning for the beat
It's gonna come in now
And I'm gonna talk about
Bus-a-Bus up in the cut, but you don't hear me though
Just when you think we done we hit y'all, we got plenty mo'
Blow!
[Rah Digga]
It be's the little
of it all, Josh will still go round the way
That's when he got a pack of weed, and start slangin' flave
Post in front of the store, askin' folks, is they
by my side
Hashtag YOLO, come on let's go
Y'all bout to get a Biggie Show
I don't think y'all really know
What I'm about to lay down on y'all
My rap
Y'all nigguz plain', gossipin', y'all ain' really about it
I'm speakin' tha right shyt, I'mma say it proudly
Y'all doubt me, but I'm followin' my
nigga, fuck opps I kill
I don't give a fuck about what y'all think, I'm just being real
I'm finna pop a lace, perc, hope that bitch kill
Nigga I'm not
By our bling bling ring ring and I can't debate it
Low riders hittin' on switches
As we pass by ya in sun fire, c'mon
What y'all need to do is throw
to go down town
I though I was in a circus, cause I'm surround by clowns
Oh you were serious about being a king, boy I thought you mispronounce
Yall
fosho, everywhere I go
People caught up in theyself money, cars and clothes yea
They talk about it all the time and put it in they songs
Drive around
hard I go, the hustle lie within me
I'll do some fuck shit out of spite but never out of pity
I know they out to get me
Already told y'all how it goes
trek do they trot
Love is love so being gentle and y'all back is what I got
Real spill
So can I put y'all on
Let me put y'all on
To the facts
That
gonna
Him hear rounds from a Calico gun cocks
I was returnin' the favor
Why we even comparin' namе to name?
I been surpassed his and then somе
Who y'all
rat, wanting it back, like rabbit
Like dang-nabbit, I was tackled by a fraction
Of what I've felt, so I walk on and number up all my arms,
Yeah. cnd do
you (but y'all don't know a thing about my baby)
Don't matter what they say, baby (baby)
I won't let go, my baby (there's more to his love than what
Most of y'all broken
I'm about to spit so hard I got most of y'all chokin
You already know that I'm chosen
And the beast has awoken
I got them frozen
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