Lyrics:
know that they ride or die I keep boys by my side CJ ike now I got a roll with ice why they want to move like that?
Why you want guan? Why you won't act
boy
Filled with that joy know the Holy Spirit love me boy
I'm a Jesus boy as a kid I use to play with toys
Man Jesus knocking at your door
Better let
clips we gone act us a fool(full) bout it
Mmmm nigga whats that bout
You crashed just by taking that route
Mmmm shoulda watched yo mouth
You dead on yo
to buffalos
I'm Coach Prime
Humblebrag.com up and running
Salute Poker
Set that date and we ain't really worried About the wait
Six for six by the way
enter two by two
And four by four
But we not square I'm sure that boy
What Rinzay "you know that boy"
I get it
Black like cof
address me
Yeah my trigger finger itching hoe that bitch might need caressin'
Time's up, ya time's up let's cut the tension
I get 'em lined up, them boys
How you lil boys gonna count me out
Max bets, I'm all in
The packs in by the truckload
Some octanes, some low lows
We flood up the Boro
Work gone by
hard as you like
That life OD'd your love
The fall was quick
He left so soon
The boy never had a chance man
He was cursed from the womb
You get one life
slow up, they getting rude on you
And you ain't gotta prove nothing
I got a rule for ya
Boy, just stack it up
Ain't no bitch that's bad enough
Take
on him, I heard that nigga tell his friend he gotta check on him
Boy, these niggas talkin' crazy, better check on him, plottin' on DaKidd that nigga can't
I'm sick of seeing black boys killed in the streets
Disgusted by the chemicals they put in our meats
Our kids hate the skin they're in
Because
Twenty-two years ago to keep it on track (uh-huh)
The birth of a child on the eighth of October (it's like that)
A toast but my granddaddy came sober (crazy
Twenty-two years ago to keep it on track (uh-huh)
The birth of a child on the eighth of October (it's like that)
A toast but my granddaddy came sober (crazy
"Adieu"
I was hungry when I found you but I'm alright now.
Ba ba ba alright now
And so it came that I stood disillusioned
By everything I'd been
inherit the debt
You can bet I got better things to do than that
I was a dick who got jerked by Tom and his boys
Came on my land, seized my cattle,
a thorn in me, I'm scorned so I'm pourin' Remi
I'm thinkin' that's boys feel me, but boys is avoidin' me
Oh, got to excuse me for givin' you the truth
then
they simply must, take precautions
That's why they're worried about their future now
'cause by 2050, almost all the Earth's population
will be
This is your album, so that means you definitely got to get funky, so run it
[The D.O.C.]
Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by
Get up out my way
I been on a roll boy you know I'm fired up
You ain't even saying anything that's real
That's the shit that I'm tired of
You fugazi
of lemon
This one is the buisineisum
I don't make this drink by the gallon
I make it by the cup, then I'm stylin'
Got KFK, Slaughterhouse and Brother
man!
You can hate yourself you should feel bad
Came this far, just by let my nuts hang
Da heat got that fire and I'm flowing like the wind boy
I'm off
you by yourself
Didn't think I could walk away
But I knew that I couldn't stay
When I left boy, you felt the burn
But I'm not concerned cause here's
Naw I ain’t a saint
Not gonna play by your rules ain’t the saint
Outta my mind
You could call that insane
Suicide doors stunted on the fifth plane
LSD
As I grow I just know every boy needs a father
In this life full of pain and some laughter
It’s different for us men
We’re not as strong as you women
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