Lyrics:
I chose to live this life, I be stickin this dick up in these hoes hoes
'Til a couple of bitches bitches get caught by they niggaz
Niggaz
Better than ever I'm back on the scene
I got alla dis craziness happen-na-ning, but
When-I spend time on you I'm a chill-ionaire
Barely even touchin' tha
to the fizzle, that's sure to damage your fitness
But it ain't really even that serious, to tear you with stitches
P you acting suspicious, you know me better than
a little bit off I want crazy
More than loving me give me a baby
Shorty got Slim and then she got Shady
Courses of course the Porsche over 80
Ink
The seventh baby...
[Chorus:]
I represent from LA
All the way to (NY NY)
And when I get down
I get down here in LA
All the way to (NY NY)
And when I
You’re now listening to a real one baby
The Wurthiness is now televised
Sometimes improvised but towards any occasion I’ll rise
Emanating a style
to relax and unwind
Up next, we have "Losing Control" by Yungdoms
And we are ready for take off)
Baby, give me one night with you
I wanna show you something
can tell by the cars I drive, I got money
In the city where I am from, I stay hungry
I'm certified as a real gangsta
Hating on Rum will get your ass
baby (Word)
And you ain't safe from the threat of my erratic temper (Nope)
Sometimes I question why you've never left for someone better (Someone better
than her
And you know these things
She’s squeaking, she’s squealing
Shit, I got more non-confidence than
You guys so you’re wheeling
Motherfuckers
Ocean City view n****
It's real out'chea boy
I see you my n****, Uptown we in this b****
Yea, holla at me boy
Fresher than ever n****
Fresher than
still gonna be somebody out there with attitude, right? Right?
But that's OK because this album, we gon' change things with this album baby
Because I
to us even if though this is crazy
I'd rather be us than be lost here forever
Just stay with me
Mmm, yeah
You don't say
I'd really like it if you'd stay
was very cross the real me
that they just better remember
what happened to Sam the bad cat
that was left at home and got sick and went pussy heaven
was very cross the real me
that they just better remember
what happened to Sam the bad cat
that was left at home and got sick and went pussy heaven
the things in my head
I can’t get you on out
I need you in bed ohh
Of my dreams no reply
I don’t even know why)
[Verse 1]
Get your bread up
Keep your head up
Especially when you a pussy like The L Word, word
You wasn't comin' out the house yet
You don't even know the plug from the outlet
A real nigga but he still
looking cockeye'd
Cause you didn't know you had a real bi**h
With the rara like uh uh
Let me say bye bye, I wasn't even tryna get fly fly
I was just tryna
tryna stay clever and slide in the Tesla than bag me some Treeshes
She said forever than left for the better or worse I don't even know who leyanise is
We
y'all niggas so surprised that Tekashi told?
Ain't a real street nigga 'less you got a code
Mines one comma, nigga, followed by a lot of O's
In
a temper on me so he
Buy me VVS' just to chill
Niggas said they love me but I
Know that shit ain't real
Niggas out here lying
I already know the deal
I'm
and a messy bun
If I make her mine, made her mind, she fall in line and we got somethin'
Memoirs of a millionaire, even better I'm a reallionaire
Alaïa
real
Cause since you broke my heart I can’t heal
I know I’m not always there
But it’s getting to the point where I don’t even care
Like how we live so
you fucked up, but you don't wanna believe it
It was a love heist and we broke even
Both stealing from each other and by the weekend we was seeing other
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