Lyrics:
possess they not for show
And you put dresses on your weapons when you walk out the door
See once I flash mother fuckers better do the one shot dash
Or be
possess they not for show
And you put dresses on your weapons when you walk out the door
See once I flash mother fuckers better do the one shot dash
Or be
out the house
Look, shoot this bitch like Michael
Jordan did in '99 (Okay)
Busted down my Rollie, bought a Porsche
Fuck, who don't like to shine? (yeah)
like I was jokin'
They escorted me out
I shook hands wit' him and that was
The first day I ever met Cass'
So it took 16 years, two rounds later
For you
that we bring the fuego
Runnin' game, holdin' down blocks like Legos
Out for the pesos, chicas ricas greet you with besos
Two on the cheek and one right
' through my mind
Stop the clock, see I'm runnin' out of time
And as I, tell myself, I'm a changed man
Dressed in black out to jack me a game plan
down, pop trunk, I'm out that H-town
[Verse 4: Yungstar]
Out H-town, showing surround by sound
Yesterday y'all got mad when I shown nothing but round
I'm
down, pop trunk, I'm out that H-town
[Verse 4: Yungstar]
Out H-town, showing surround by sound
Yesterday y'all got mad when I shown nothing but round
I'm
a netscape glow
Try not to die with an orinico flow
Wednesday is my day to live in the 6x8
Thursday I've gone far when the gone guards show up late
Cali
a netscape glow
Try not to die with an orinico flow
Wednesday is my day to live in the 6x8
Thursday I've gone far when the gone guards show up late
Cali
ass attitude
I live down south, right on the last avenue
This the dead end, gotta kill to fit in
Told Papi I can move it
If he can bring the shit in
down on both knees
Sipping on some sizzurp, owwwww
Closing out my deals bringing up my net worth
Every damn day see me smoke all of my herb
3rd eye
(M-M-M-Murda)
Yeah (soo)
Let's take a modern day stroll (woah)
This is the modern day, ho
Last time I checked, we was runnin' the globe (go)
golden pony boy
Yes i am
Babygirlll
What does it do
Deep down I'm trynna
Get into you
I'mm gonna approach you like a gentleman
By de end
You'll be
Openin
a chair, I can't stand niggas
We do walk-by's and hop outs
Got slidin' doors on that van nigga
Running niggas down back and forth
I'm like pass the torch
What would you do if it all ended tomorrow?
Time runnin out, ain't no one you can borrow
So many paths, which one you gonna follow?
What would you
on a scarf, he flippin' out off that raw
Betta stay in yo' car, and make sure your door is locked
'Cause this ain't nothin' proper, 'cause the block, is (tss)
on a scarf, he flippin' out off that raw
Betta stay in yo' car, and make sure your door is locked
'Cause this ain't nothin' proper, 'cause the block, is (tss)
friends (yeah)
You know I'm the nigga that don't like drive by's, I'm hoppin' out and walkin' shit down
Hit em' four times, Leave a nigga wit a stale frown
And step em when K- Rocin
don't fuck with dis, see
See if you wit me
if you wit me
mon
We buck em down
We buck em down
Only one
Comin out of that
let the streets rock and roll your soul
Swats GA by way of Cascade Heights
Gunshots roadblocks sidewalks and ice
Sold me out for 3.5 grams
down on the floor
They chopped off my arms threw
Me out of the door i am a murderer
I'm runnin in the desert runnin
Into the the sun
Runnin out of blood
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
where it's no opportunity
Had to make some
Said it wasn't room in them
Rooms had to take some
When I got my foot in the
Door brought my day ones
A1s
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