Lyrics:
just like me, swagga jackin' me, boy
But I had to get an overtime in over grind
Had to stay focused, that money on my mind
I don't need a lot of friends,
were does that leave me
Where does leave me, where does that leave me
Wish I could go back and see ourselves then
To be on the outside looking in
Ayy (ayy), ayy (ya), ayy (ya), ayy (ya), look (look)
This that shit that made me ball out on my old bitch, ooh (ooh)
Yeah, I'm chosen, I ain't
up where they stay
I feel like cap cause ima legend will smith wit ah weapon
I want let ya get the best of me I wipe ya nose fa
I'm good in every
sister be the first one to get smoked
Then I grab your grandma by her weave hair
And whip her old ass with that wooden leg she wear
I'm from the bloody
ever will leave me
I'll be a great fool if i'm not grateful
For the blessings, for lessons yeah am not hateful
Some pounded yam mixed with veges, that
and move on to another day
But when I got home to dark and not a sound
It made me wish that when you asked I would have hung around
I should have stayed
I
We will, we will, we will, we will
We will, we will, we will (we win, yes sir)
What didn't break me, made me better
I believe that
With you by my
made you misses
I didn't put no ring on yo' finger, but I did put you through the ringer
Yeah, I own that
Wish I could go back
Treat you right take
the sauce and things
Been a A1 nigga get bigger with the sauce and things
With the sauce and things
Where my Paystub? Self Made Nigga From The Waist Up
I
hits
It looks sideways but the sucker will kick
I pack of dangerous Beretta, kinda small but it's good
Some of you wannabes wish that you could
Be
that your really coming from
Now I'm going down the road to see Bessie
Oh... To see her soon
I'm just going down the road to see Bessie Smith
When
haters wish I wasn't
All about my job, and my guap keep it comin
Who you foolin boy? I does it
Your girl said she loves it
Pocket full of guap
And that
unah make unah wish.
Cause den nor ever see another nigga leke dis.
Sabi rap sabi shabe aaaa leke dis.
Bet pa you baby sam you know I nor go miss.
Me nah
to say
Aye, nothing left for you to say
Give up on your dream for dollars, you're one for you to blame
The world is ending quick, an operation made by
foot all over they head, ahhh
I said that we made it, we made it, we made it, we made it, we made it
This is the business, the business, the business,
been feeling like I'm Jada Pinkett
Trying to keep my Will
Smith and Wesson made of steel
Pressured up against my grill
As I'm fighting through depression
finished
When you gettin' money, everything is fitted
Listen this is nothin' close to most of you nigga's weirdo's
My swagga on one followed by a zero
the club, but don't step on my feet
Just respect my G. Smith & Wesson my heat
I think it's best that you do the right thang, Spike Lee
87 Cutlass, sumtin like
" because you're curious
Of the rap style, not heard by the usual
You bite you get damaged, but my brothers stay mutual
[parrish smith]
While I
niggas that you know (bitches) will rob you blind & leave you to rest.
I'm going through some thangs
These bitches and these niggas got me goin'
Black shades
Jordan kicks
Fresh prince, will smith
The money go flip
Pay what you owe
And im collecting that quick
Lotta ice, king shit
Tell by the drums
followed by crappiness
I think that's the definition of happiness
Temporary moments that are filled with joy
Then all the emptiness that will come after it
I
ourselves?
Do we not love the change we seek from others?
Do we not wish that content will come
And break the walls of a society
Once held by the blocks of our
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