Lyrics:
a fuckin´ minute to think about what you've done , when you stood against the gangsta who live and die by the gun
Got a hot one , sprayin´ you bitches till
She a baby gangsta, Kodie Shane
(Maybach Music)
Roll one up, no Backwoods
Swishers, yes
Let's get this money
What kinda shoes dem is you got on?
Often heard but seldom seen
That's the way that it's supposed to be
When you do see me
Mobbin' with a gangsta lean
Dime piece by my side
You can
to happen to me - I was gonna die.
So I ran away to the big city with the lights,
excitement and danger and a chance for me to finally
live and do my music
face switches
Bury bodies in ditches
Finding ways hacking systems
Thick broads working kitchens
Money flows by millions
Running kingdom, Prince Williams
Oh, by the way, got a tip for J cole
Just shut your cake hole
Oh, hey Dolan Dark, these aren't memes
They're stolen art
You need to see a doctor,
I'm a goblin
Fuck it I'd rather rob em
This Street Music
We Scrap to This
Ten Hut
How Many Guns we needin' for this shit
We
Shoot on the strip
And we
[Chorus - Will.I.Am & Martin Luther King]
(I am happy, I am, I am happy... I Have a Dream!) I got a Dream
(That One Day) We gonna work it out out out
The reason is, your spirits are attentive:
Harold Williams: The man that hath no music in himself,
Roy Henderson: Or is not mov’d with concord of sweet
the den for the real me..
Can't be fraud under there ... That's from the pushing and drilling.. I close my eyes I hear whistles ... cnd only music chill
in Country Music Heaven
Oh What a beautiful sight
He introduced me to Hank Williams and we saw Elvis
And then he showed me the Hall Of Fame
With all
a purpose that never die
Never to cry never to whine but never to fly
Til you came by my side like you ain't just a gangsta
You got all that potential and them
I want you to feel this shit
It's me
Fivi
Uh
Look, I stood at home fightin' my demons alone but prayin'
(Huh, watchin' how the gangstas do it)
think I'm through, no, not even close to
Even my clothes too, no sweat, bout to hit the new groove with the same music
Just for the hell of it, to feel
to the mirror for counsel less
and less. Because of this my songs seemed to write themselves and I knew
my destiny was in my music but I was going to have
than two Cleopatras
The night the music died, all so tragic
Then something else happened and we all got distracted
Something so dramatic for however
by the pump, is that what you want?
Be easy nigga, I'll lay your ass out
Believe me nigga, that's what I'm about
Gangsta, you could find a nigga
by the pump, is that what you want?
Be easy nigga, I'll lay your ass out
Believe me nigga, that's what I'm about
Gangsta, you could find a nigga
my dope boy swag go crazy
Realest nigga on my team, my ol' lady
If you want it, it's for sale
We been gassin' on them bales
Make me happy like Pharrell
would be living with lord
But I couldn't give up my dreams for the stars
Feel saved by the music
So I just kept to it
It gave me a vision I couldn't help
gangsta, when you see me, you check me
"By the way, I got a lot of respect for a lot of rappers
But I got one guy
He's my favorite person to rap with
and turn around for me
Ooh-wee, let me give that lime a squeeze
I'm tryna give your lime a squeeze
(Lime a squeeze)
Palm trees, sittin’ by the beach
(By
righteous homie that's gangsta
If you feel what I'm saying rock with me that's gangsta
Stay solid I live by the words that I speak
That good vibes good life
You understand?
"When I get to heaven, I'll see my grandmother there
She'll say 'Great God almighty, here come my child! He must've got here by
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