Lyrics:
Before I'm judged by 12, put a 12 on my V
Told my niggas, "I need you"
Stay up I know these times ain't true
Real life, what's free
Since a lad, I
skip all these bitches
Carried by 6 if you keep helping 12
You ain't all bout the gang you just one with the snitches
Bitches
Like whos up next
Rockin
time is done, I'ma run it up
You know me, you know I'ma fuck it up
I'm a heart break kid baby, maybe I'm Shawn Michaels son
Bad bitch, all up in her
Michael Brown, another soul
Stole by the system, black men we pay the toll
The price is your life, Uncle Sam want a slice
Black dress code now we looting in
I'm drinking on the Welch
I swear I love Welch
Nigga I really love Welch
I'm eating my competition up until I just belch
You needed me for the help
I
fucking with phony's
Hustle like Griselda, nigga I be on it
My niggas we slide, we ride, we shoot up yo spot you board it up
You can't get no money
I swim
'bout to slide, ayy
Can't let this one slide, ayy
Don't you wanna dance with me? No?
I could dance like Michael Jackson
I could give you thug
The first time
A song
You're like
I need to hear that
Again right now
Like
Jason Derulo's
Want to Want Me
Or
Julia Michaels's
Issues
Or Jack's song
I Want
QPs
How You Goin’ Touch Me & I Ain’t Local Brah
Take What, Rob Who, Boy Don’t Be Stupid
Don’t Let My Looks Fool Ya, I Was Bred By Shooters
I Was Outer
that you do
Because stupid is how everybody sounded
Nigga you think you know me, but only if you knew me
Homie, you would leave me by my lonely
I'm
[Intro: Wyclef Jean]
You're my one love, ey
[Verse 1: Wyclef Jean]
The mysteries of your sweet love
They woke me up
And saved my soul
I used to be
that got me stuck a like a fiend
I got Treez in the back she rolling up that Thrax you know
You need to stop, mean mugging play your spot
Hang around I
gon' bite you
Love 'em with your mind and never with your heart
Yeah, I'm shinin', don't you see me from afar?
We the type of niggas pull up in new
how she spoil me (whoa)
War time the only time that you gon' catch me fatigued
I must be preachin' the way they crossin' me
Like I dot my I's
talkin bout a check then i can fuck it up
If you talkin bout a check then i can fuck it up
Im michael jackson bad tap dancing in neverland
These niggas
to love me yeah you know it
You know just how to love me yeah you know it
You know just how to love me yeah you know it yeah yeah
Doctor said you no
at her)
And you still want to keep her (ew)
I just Michael Jackson, beat her (beat it)
Don't talk about swag, I'm dabbin' (I'm dabbin')
I re'd up
diamond cheese twists
Rub up on my body, so I call her my mistress
You ain't nothin' like me, you will never be this
Masked up, you can call me Michael
'cause they give it up quicker and they learn to pull a trigger
All role models on TV
Most of us ain't got a TV, you feel me?
Shit, Michael Jordan don't
you
It will hurt you
You read Nietzsche
Return's eternal
Now I've trapped you in this circle
That's infernal
Dude's not normal
Magik sorcerer
Call me
Nigga run up on me with the handgun
I might could stand one
They say when love comes around (around around around)
Baby you can leave,
I said baby
a deal, look
Back to back night shifts tryna make it big
On my way to straight to the riches and I want you by my side, look
You tell me nice things
Lemme
love my kids
You know I wanted to be like my, my mother
But if I hadn't done it as soon as I did
Oh there might have been time to be me
For myself,
you for fun
Your daddy got robbed by Top, you Stunna and Wayne, like father, like son
Anthony set up the plays, Kojo be chargin' you double for
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