Lyrics:
at yo knee
We goin bruise (Bruce) em look like Lee,
Keep a Glock up in my pants but my name is not no Key,
My guns giving niggas tattoos, boy just got
Calling whenever you mad
"Yea this Nigga winning on the game right now
But don't let 'em tell you shit because he trash." (Childish ass nigga)
And for ohh
of roses
If you doubt me ask brother Moses
The rose are red just in case you never noticed
To make ahm for this life no be by exam
Even Obansejo with em
a Thugs Mansion
Dear mama don't cry, your baby boy's doin' good
Tell the hommies I'm in heaven and it ain't got hoods
Seen a show with Marvin Gaye last
music, that's the end of it
Tried to tell 'em that I get ridiculous
Big blade on me, send 'em to the clouds since he
Cappin' - talkin like he limitless
standin at the cliff boy
Go and tell the captain, that I'm capturin the ship boy
They was tryna cap him, it don't matter I don't shift boy
Why ya music
like that
But fuck it cause these thoughts that I been having-
I tell ‘em
Run run run , I just can’t let ‘em slide
Woah woah woah, I tell ‘em pick
on
Yeah, I love your dress, but shawty take it off
I ain't rich, I ain't rich, nigga, tell em' I ain't rich
I ain't rich, nigga, tell em' I ain't rich
I see
they ass a kiss
I kill 'em and laugh, it is like I'm a serial masochist
'Cause I'm a rude boy, and I ain't gon' change
Have whole heap of gyal and I
niggas they ready to pop em'
These niggas be bitches we made that boy run in the house I bet Brandon know how we be coming
These niggas be crashing out
the start ye
My Heart made of Gold
And my chest made of Iron
I can't take the compliments
When they tell me did well
I just look em' in the eye and tell em
this (Never ever)
I always gotta check ‘em, tell ‘em that I am not average (I ain’t)
Give a fuck about the hate, that’s why I always talk my shit, yeah
the smell of success
Ain't hard to tell em who next
I'm raising hell I'm possessed
Need to excel fuck the rest
I'm living well not much stress
Cuz by myself
The boy had dreams, yea
The boy had dreams, had to get it by any means
Didn't know how long my life would be, some death I seen
Never know when your
Double down kings got the master plan
Speaks and Bu Bu on the track going ham
Look I'm about to go H.A.A.M
We goin H.A.A.M on 'em
I'm about to go
Watch when they walk by
Guys get the wondering eye
They rather get smacked then not look back
Tell you what's up with that
They see that wobble
the dishes
But I'm different, I still put 'em on just to show 'em right
I used to be the dark child but now I glow at night
I keep a milli by my side because
tellin'
In his mind he indicted a felon
Every day is like hide and seek
If I lock down two in the mornin'
Tell me by night why I see three
Dottin',
nigga (wha)
No Limit nigga (wha)
Flipmode nigga (wha)
No Limit nigga (wha)
Flipmode nigga
Yo yo yo (here we go)
Coincide with yo boy check out
write rhymes
I tell 'em I used to
Shit now I'm writin' history you gonna remember
Like The Juice Crew
You to the G to the K-P-A Playa
Miss me bout
but we faster (Faster)
Boys no fit die, cucaracha (Racha)
Vibe no dey die, cucaracha (Racha)
Still the Kojey that you know but the pros love 'em
Pick
boy tryna get bigger
It's Friday night, it's just me and my nigga
We on the hunt, on the scout
Tryna turn a bitch out
And when we get 'em, dig how we
gangsta, you can tell by the swag
And it's fresh off the lot, you can tell by the tag, what's up?
It's about 3 in the morning
Gotta leave with somethin' hot
the same, 'cause cock backwards is still cock you pricks
I love it when I tell 'em shove it
Cause it wasn't that long ago when Marshall sat, luster lacked,
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