Lyrics:
basic
Let's face it
They're plastic and I hate it
An' I don't wanna waste your time
So I'll just cut right to the chase I
Really wanna call you mine
a habit and played like a toy
Never defeated not conceited, but let's face facts
Couldn't beat me with a motherfuckin' baseball bat
If I gave you a bomb
better use it
Cause if you're threatening my life, better believe I'll be a fool with it
I don't take no shit from nobody
I gots the Goodie Mo crew right
the record, the Sly Green record, man, it's real nice, man
And Westside, man, all I got is positive, constructive things to say
Can't nobody say nothin'
what for?
And all I did was make time
But I ain't take enough for myself
Just doin' shit for everybody else
I ain't hardly even by myself
Family
Whatever is mine is yours
Everything that you need I provide and more
It's just something about you, I can not ignore
Everything that you do
I swear
Uh.
UH.
Uh.
I've been away from my friends and my family.
Trying to keep the peace, like nobody can stand me.
I only rock with me cause y'all energy
grabbing me facing me front of fatalities casualties taken by guns Mafia Family raised up by the done we come in and calories niggars we swamped known from
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
rewarded
I eat 'cause they suffered through shortage
Just as they came and they conquered
I'll do the same so record this
Fuck all that feeling like tourists
We was just playin' in the ave the other day
I never thought I'd be makin' this song
Shit crazy, but look
I don't even know where to start but
But me, I'm chasin' a dream
Tryna make sure that my family straight
But it seem like I can't get
Right even since my granny way
People don't know what I
Some man say it's a psycho ting
But them man are fake on a lypo ting
Us man are big dargs, them a Michael 'ting
Roll by on a cycle ting
Man better take
hard talking about your block hard
But ain't nobody hearing your shot calls
You can be the king pin you can be in sing sing
While my register right here
get every record to the top
Just know you on my mind every second on the clock
Tick-tock, if you ever need help scream (ooh)
And I'll come running
the green they be snakes and they hissing by
Me I'll never ever push my morals to the side
But nobody perfect
We gon end up in a casket nigga, you and I
But
Feeling like nobody knows me so I'm pouring out my soul
The game I'm in is lonely but this shit is all I know
Riding in my Chevy down this one way
shrunken and rolled over by childish Tonkas/
I’m out for mine, I’m out for mine but where are you? Ghost
I’m out for mine, I work for mine but where are you?
repeat
I feel the fear, I feel the fear
I feel the fear, I can't repair
The broken records of family trees
I feel the fear I will repeat
So face
oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
Can't read my, can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She’s got me like nobody
buzz is just noise, straight up
4 EP's on the, low, and
I stretch my soul just to reach my goal
Lit by the Weezy flow, but
Don't look at me now, this
ONLY THROUGH YOUR TINE I FEEL THE BEST OF IT
AND YA’LL KNOW I WAS DEAD WRONG
THEM REACTIONS MADE ME DEAD ON
KNOW YOUR HEART HURTS N’ MINE DOES TOO
BUT
on the chain that's da block that paid me
So Let a mf try me try me. Ima kill his whole mf family. and Ian scared of nobody. All My Brothers they be wilding
an ACOG, uh
Aim at ya face, get a headshot
Red hot, ain't a chili pepper when the bomb drop, uh
Getting fed up, need a face off
Takeoff, but it ain't
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