Lyrics:
I don't like wearing tuxes
Spending like 50 bucks
And I hate being watched by Mrs. C
I wanna be home just you and me
Don't care for showing off
Let's
and Sundays are rough
But I'll be fifty by noon
Cause these days its just all about trends
You wouldn't need any family or want any friends
If your Tik Tok
Every time you see me
Shit you know I got the stick
Every time you see me
Shit you know I'm in the whip
I be sticking to the Script
Every time I make
nigga I was in a sleep
By the time Pandora made me listen
It was over with
Now I'm taking flights around the world
On some stoner shit
Tryna get some
was dead
But by that time I was down the street
Sayin, "Ha, you silly muthafuckas can't catch me"
So watch out, fool, don't let me catch ya slippin
deep back off in my mind
And I realize camera flashes really will make you go blind
And I'm just blind in a sense, and not the cents that make dollars
You see that light up there?
Oh yeah, that shit's so beautiful
God's Father Mixtape
I'm still in love with you
It don't matter what your friends do
?? hoes, don't doze cause the mic goes
pop, when I rock all these silly psychoes
But that's another matter, this ain't a love chatter
So I can ??
Blessed by God with talents unmatched
And that's a fact
From playing sports to ripping raps
I pave a lane no matter the game
Lames wanna compare but
I've written this song about 50 times
No matter how many times the pen breaks I will get it right
This is who I am, and all I'm good at
So if I have
pop 100 times it's 50 shots & funeral lines i Beat the block a cpl more times we run it up and neva look down loyalty a bottom line i live for that i
against unarmed people
Where were you when they amassed this arsenal?
Votin' for ones who brought you your dark tomorrow?
What happened this time? You may
where
Every time we drive by I’m tryna see if he there
Little kid in the back seat Steph and me
Little Stephanie Little Lorraine would’ve been me
If I was
it
Mortal enemies lacking in every status
Who really want static
I'm impressed by the data but
It do not matter
Cause I am the master
Of hiding
back home for buns
With my mum and her mates, watching re-runs
By day I sells draw with my mates you see
But at night I likes to watch romantic comedy
I
tha Bone'd grown some.
Buckaz gon' keep it right, just home,
And searchin' wit' they hustlin', (no matter.)
Same time, see tha Bone,
They done have
feet
With a goal in overtime
The scouts had pegged him sure enough
It was just a matter of time
If there was any justice in this world
He'd be
Blind by the light
High as a kite
Fifty five kilos is still kinda light
Five foot seven is no kinda height
As long as I'm driven I'll make it through
When it’s time to go
This is getting outta control
No justice
No peace
Is it safe for me to walk down the street
Will I be gunned down by a police
still - this does not make him a bat
Because: a bat - is a bat
And that - is a fact
Question: can a bat be a bat
Whilst at the same time - not be a bat?
out!
[Daz]
It's another bad day in the hood
My clientele's doin small, my profits ain't nuttin good
Hit a couple licks (hit 'em up!) in a matter
Pointed by a gun initially
Ruined by lava in Italy
I never thought I'd feel cold and warm at the same time
My head's looping eternally
I've tried
Michael J
He's way ahead of his time, he's got a plan, yeah
Laid out by none other than his brother Cannen
And this is more than a game, it's a passion
You're in your 50s and I'm pushin' 30
I'm sorry for the times that I did dirty
Sellin' pills in the early mornin'
Was chasin' bills, bills got you mournin'
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