Lyrics:
get me up
Sippin' lean out the bottle like kids with a sippy cup
Uhh
Uhh
If I ain't thuggin' with my niggas then you know that it ain't no fun
Red tips
toxic
My voicebox locks and excels like a rocket
It's like that y'all (that y'all!), that y'all (that y'all!)
That y'all (that y'all!), that y'all
Arms you know the team nigga
It's MMG we get paid to wake up 'cause we
Hustle hard before we go to sleep, hahaha
Philly in the building
Should've
From a different perspective
Been going thru shit
With these problems i cannot help ya
In it together
But i been rocking solo
All on my own won't
hand no more
Don’t want your promise's I’ve heard them before
Never really cared when you gave your apology
You don’t say it that’s what bothers me
I’m
(Wockhardt baby bottle, pack the wood I smoke gelato)
(Whip on autopilot, rocket ship take off Apollo)
(Fuck the intro get it clapping, bitch I'm out
of us want the realshit
But we are forcefed all or this horseshit its unfortunate!
It is unfair, that's why I'm never done here
I love how I'm
So called beef wit you know who
Fuck it he just let him kill all of our troops
Look at the bullshit we been through
Had the niggas sitting on top
holdin' it down
I certainly miss how she grinds it
And she says she miss havin' me around
She all up on me singin' my songs
And it feels like I'm
to play
And when it's time to play, Lady G will play
Weekend come
And before this weekend done
I'm gonna party and have some fun
After work party here I
to play
And when it's time to play, Lady G will play
Weekend come
And before this weekend done
I'm gonna party and have some fun
After work party here I
never scared, they never real, I never run
When all is said and done, more is always said than done
And I was told once, things will change
By a nigga
exotic cars sold by someone who don’t even like you
Just business to them and should be buying acers of land
Back on topic lyrics rockets I’m the pilot
would Neva post
When I'm done
Hit ha wit two fingers up
ADIOS
Whoah aye
Yea we Litty all night
Litty all night
Poppin bottles till we all die
Wake up
alcoholic's what they call it far as I know
Became a teenager and started to understand
But even through drinks he still taught me to be a man
So before
change wonder who's next to go
If I die before I wake I pray the lord will take my soul
I done seen so many snakes I'm scared to walk outside alone
really far
And you can’t reach them by car
So I wanna buy you a rocket ship
So you can go and see yo friends
Cause with a mind like that, girl
You gotta be
always tall I had skills I wanted to Ball
I fucked my knee up lost dreams done said it all
Siting by the phone I was waiting for a call
They thought I was
funk
Still gettin' down
Music won't have no race
Only space, peaceful space
Now it's time for the trip
Step inside my little ship
I can tell by
funk
Still gettin' down
Music won't have no race
Only space, peaceful space
Now it's time for the trip
Step inside my little ship
I can tell by
What the fuck am I supposed to do with this cow? I done already milked it
Smoke another cigarette, unfiltered, let go of anything that I'm feelin'
They
never bring a knife to it
I done been through it and I been through it
All the rara, I'm in a high rise
Instead of music and the interviewin', I could
MVP all my niggaz ballin like da Rockets
On my grind for these digits
Time is money and it's tickin
On my grind for these digits
The world is mine Ima
dummy brick, I compressed it together
Before he came already had a tester together
Think you gon' get one up on me? Never
I up the gun on whoever
My best
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