Lyrics:
Wake up at 3pm
Thinking, when it all change
When did ya’ll date?
Scrolling through IG
Like time really did you in
Reading through captions
Like “Gone
That’s how it hurts me when
People try to tell me
What to do when I’m going for my heart
And like, you know, try to
Tell me what to say, this ain’t
had
Thank God I ain't have to sit in that cell
Had to fire my first lawyer
You know how hard I fought?
Y'all praise the nigga that do the time
?
You know my name and my game and what I'm here to do
Party people, lemme see if you can dance to--
[Chorus:]
Break it down! x3
Yo Bob
freedom
You've robbed our kingdom
How many more victim's
Need to die by the gun
Give us our freedom
You've robbed our kingdom
Like parasites
Like
been reduced to as little as £80 per week, how do you defend giving ministers a pay rise?
PM:
Well, yes, I must say, its a terrific question to be
and a prophet
Bob Marley taught how to off it
Bob Marley walkin' like he talk it
Goodness me can't you see I'm gonna cough it
Give it away give it away give it
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
my message
The message, oh those messages
I'd give anything back just to be with you
By now you should have gotten my message
Did it get to you, get
what makes you think what you serving is gone out clown them
Wait a minute maybe you really did out clown them
You bozo bitch
That big ass red nose
come sooner that would be great
This is holiday purgatory
Holiday purgatory
It's the post-Christmas slump
Got me in the dumps
Its 2:45 pm, I haven't
leave you with the rhythm
Ain't no need to go off, cause yo hon know I did em
That's how I did em (huh) that's how I did em (hah)
That's how I did em
That's how I did em (hey)
Give it your best shot, bring it with all you got
And watch the bombs I drop just rock your knot
Cause it ain't wise
ain’t by mistake
Feed the fam they all getting plates
If we got problems, ima have my niggas send you home
That’ll put em in they place
Gold grills while
[Originally by Bob Dylan]
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
Peopled call, say, beware doll,
Yeah
Bruh
They, they coming for us
Bruh
They coming for us, yeah
Yeah this PM is sus
Yeah this PM is sus
Bojo
Yeah you can fuck right off
Lil' punk
the F.M. the P.M. too
Churnin' out that boogaloo
Gets you up and it gets you out
But how long can you keep it up?
Gimme Honda, gimme Sony
So cheap
the F.M. the P.M. too
Churnin' out that boogaloo
Gets you up and it gets you out
But how long can you keep it up?
Gimme Honda, gimme Sony
So cheap
setting
Did as reckon
Happy sweating
The place up
We do not burn roofs here
Lets go
I got moves
How dare you
How dare you
How dare you
To say that to me
I
Isn't this really all crazy?
How I did everything right, but even tonight
You really decided to bait me
It's not right, but the next night you decided
maidens
The King's daughter may be next
[St. George:] Mmm-hmm. You got a lead
[Chief:] Oh, nothing much to go on.
Say, did you take that .45
perfect
Hit her from the AM to the PM, make her nervous
Body and legs, boy, got her feeling like a ocean
Now I'm under the sun, you know how I get lit
never go to jail
I expect you'll have me dead before that
I know how much you just wanted to win
What you did to Mom was horrible
How could you do that
I said shit real
I know how baggin' a whole brick feel
But Cass'
Do you know how battlin' a whole Crip feel?
Who grip steel? Revolver with the spin
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