Lyrics:
It's Phleaux Johnson
Motherfucker, it's Phleaux Johnson
It's Phleaux Johnson
Motherfucker, it's Phleaux Johnson
Girl I might just light your pain
Russell bitch I am the future
Blue benji is printed I gotta go get it
Got crip in my pocket a rocket that's with it
Christian Dior and fendi that's wicked
wit our tongues
I was deceived, by every one
I can't be beat, I already won
My money stretches like it did a lunge
Yo only bag is the one for ya lunch
why I’m always being generous
And reap what you sow so it’s time I’m reaping all the benefits
Because my blood sweat and tears, heart and soul are what
the beam that I showed him, that I keep by my scrotum
I seen him I showed him, I leand him I told him
The Demons arose and, bullets, pull it
A hour just
of the tiger, call me on my bull
Gimme my money and I'll make it do what I do
I'm living proof, rapper smokin Ivy
Leagues above, Hi, I'm waxin hive bee
Poison
I write strong enough
To stand in front of a travelin' freight train
Are you trained, to go against Dracula?
Draggin' the record industry by my
time to ball
Couple hundred for my boxer drawers
Young nigga used to shop at Ross
First to shoot when it's poppin' off
Couple times, a nigga almost
that Johnson & Johnson
Mean it one shot, told the takes, I'm a monster
Beat it, won't pop at your cage, you're a goner
Inject the iron to your heart
and drink
I don't wanna be too numb
Call the pastor this is that funeral to my heart
I will never love another
I'll float away like a feather
Grind it out
Then finally a wave rushes in
Songs talk of the ocean's touch
Its healing properties of salt and beginnings
My little fish my little frog my tadpole
I
heart and one mind
Every single word you say
Well you say it to me
Well it stays with me
I heard every single word you say
Well you say it to me
mad we double team them
Bump this I need plays for a reason
Dumb shit get thrown out
We don't need it
Huh
Bitch I'ma Brand
My name ring bells
Niggas
by a single lightbulb
Swung through a you-turn and stopped in a cloud of dust
I opened the door and got out
But my benefactor made no move to follow
full throttle
Tryna get my green like avocado
Up off powder like Johnson & Johnson
And I'm still slick like a Jurgens bottle
Smoking molly my only
fight
Kids looking so sad
It ain't a beautiful sight
This type of shit hurt my heart
Cause I feel they pain
That's why I grind like I do
Cause I went
everybody else afraid of heights
Uphill battle but I can't decline, Never miss a step I gotta take my time
Flow switch you steal one it's cool I got plenty
Guess I'm at a crossroads, lost hope and I lost quotes
My heart smokes for the fire that ya'll done provoked
For the disbelievers guess the game was
lost my daddy ar eleven
Why u send them both to heaven
I feel I have so much to learn
Can’t sleep I toss and I turn
Heart so cold that it burns
If I ask
No matter how hard it gets I maintain from my muscle
Old school interior force I'm Bill
Russell
Life is never free never cheap I gotta hustle
Kinda
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
Get your money right then you add it up
We grab the bull by the horns make him back it up
We holler
did it feel like when Stone Cold broke your ankle
It hurt. It hurt a great deal.
But the night he broke my ankle, the night he took away the use of my
need a sling)
(I got crippled by money)
(Thirty-Three Kareem)
(Money yao Ming) (ah ah)
(Samir, pick up the fucking pho-)
Tell your mans to up the score
into a childlike
Mindstate, i'm already there it's too late watch as i increase
The crimerate on my HUSTLE
BITCH
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