Lyrics:
that the beat bump do sound tough
I made it in the dark like Civil War surgery
Woke up in the same air you huff, early
By twelve o'clock the whole Earth
bureaucracy and lost
Trying to help their fellow man when people were yelling, "stop"
For the red tape cutters and the rule benders
Sometimes you've gotta play
Woah, huh
All my Skullgirls do no talking
If you ain't for the action keep walking
Grab the girl by her horns now she honking
I don't give a (I don't
tryna answer the question of who am I
Late night drive by myself, I like to get high by myself
I only rely on myself
I can do bad on my own, I do all my
at a table is the main act
Undistracted by tonight's events, dude is laid back
Only with a wire tap can you hear his practice runs
Doesn't need his earbuds,
the models
I want it all
I want it all
Tell him I do Deniro, tell him you do Camaro
I do a fast car, something like a Nascar
Move like
wonder where he's at?
What you gon' do girl? Where you wanna go?
I know you don't get impressed by the bag I spent on you yeah
I know you want I know you
See me coming
Down the road
I'm coming down the road
Standing by the end of the line
What you gonna do
Intuition can't you see
Mistreator got
money
What if that was your breed was you murderin clown?
It's wack
Shout out to grandpa, you know what i'm sayin
Shout out to grandpa kelly
My man
Man you don't know me
You just think you do
But you only know what I show you
It's P_Lo, yea
How you know the shit that I'm on (How you know)
If you
California can't stick your dick in everything
We will survive necessarily by any means
Let no man ever hold you down or suppress you
It's the 90's
it for
I'm on page for that rage
See me do this let me out my cage
I can't do this man, I see my brothers and sisters held down by the system
Watch me
time apart from my lil man
Got me feeling kinda lost like an alien
Who don't know his place in this universe
But I get it
I know you wanna see me live it
a boy around twenty
Don't know what to do, start by planting a tree
No time for that? Don't tell me you ain't free.
Momma Nature, it's now in our hands
Free
You refuse it
You don't choose it
Say it's no good for you
But it's free
And you don't take it
But you won't make it
Not until you do
A lot
to catch her eye
'Cause, man, she is so hot
But you can't compete with a superstar
He's got a big old house and little red car
And what you need is
all the good things
That a man's supposed to do
I know a lot of men who wish they had
A sweet little woman like you
'Cause your kind is so hard
of hell
Savages, savages
Native to the land you've inhabited
Home of the braves and the ancestors who walked the land you've damaged
Man, we hail from
that didn't go to jail
Couldn't come to pay his homey for his bail
But that's the way niggas do you
Caught a case for another nigga and he sware he never
going downtown, man what a sight
You shining so bright in my eyes
And I never thought that I would live this type of life
And I'm taking the southbound
pain he only spills on a pad rather than peers
Claims to be saved by God's grace from his mistakes
Being poor made him patient how you think he do
Lil Flexer got that fire
These fuck niggas, man (Y2, is that you?)
Y2 do this shit easy, angelic
Yeah (Blatt) , oh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, go, yeah
Play
lovin' man.
Yeah, you got me runnin', don't know what to do,
There won't be much of me when you get through.
Down on the bottom, nothing left
motherfuckin friends
Man I don't need friends
Just needs bucks
And this big ol blunt
By my self in this benz
Life goes on
And hoes switch quick
Man the world
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