Lyrics:
daddy was dranking like big whales from depression
He pass that shit right down to me
Meanwhile my sister a goody two shoes and I'm just getting worst by
the county mainline and
Really said where I'm from
Travelled 'round the world and told
These niggas it's Blood
Now I'm out in Buffalo
You see Westside Gunn
You
Like 1 2 3 4 5 6 Sleep
7 8 9 10 1 1 Dream
9 1 1 Scream sirens in my ears
Sing me a song cuz the voices are near
Ring the alarm there’s a fire up in here
of his chainsaws
While he dips 'em in P.F. Chang's sauce?
Game's up, homie, hang it up like some crank calls
You think I'm backin' down? You must be out
Sinking, Sinking
Falling down, Underground
All around, we'll throw down!
You'll finally fall, I'll rise above
No chance at all! Have a dream of-
I'm
racks then, well times that by four
And he's a bag of youngers that are working for him
Say the word and their trigger finger's twerking for him
And he
deals and bags that I'm tryna finesse
The fam is good, the gang is good
The b**ches are bad, the weed is loud
There's nothing left to prove
So what's it
beautiful, pearls are precious
I hit ya in ya bitch, both go for ya necklace
I'm so wreckless, I play the semi drunk off henny
Wipe your blood off
to P-T's
O.G. granddaddy, I'm so fooling
Tell the truth, DJ Screw made me
Without him, ya'll wouldn't know Mike D
I was just lil' Mike, Bam had a hogg in
dreams, & show me all things that God done let you seen
Cuz I’m stuck in between, heaven or hell in the ring, I only idol one king
Grew up off serving
would bring
News that she had had a dream
Her dreams always meant what they needed them to mean
What made them real was the action in between
She dreamt
on first." Costello: "What are you asking me for?"
"Reports from the new Germany tell of horrors leading to the total extermination of the Jews of Europe."
With every step I hear you calling out
Are we falling out
You said I'm with you till the end of the line
But would you scream my name
Blood soaked
real.
I'm 'bout to do my thing to shine.
Said everybody
Shine.
See'mon."
It's not luck that I'm sittin' here
Spittin' for y'all.
Preeld in by
I made Forbes with Diddy's and sat top floors with 50s
And now I'm fully open, I play the bully on 'em
Call for your squad, you rest, you get
I've seen money
But baby, I got to gets mo'
You scream and go
2Pac
And I ain't stoppin'
'Til I'm well paid
Bails paid
Now nigga, look what hell
I've seen money
But baby, I got to gets mo'
You scream and go
2Pac
And I ain't stoppin'
'Til I'm well paid
Bails paid
Now nigga, look what hell
zooming by
(Shh shh)
It's alright
(Yeh yeh)
It's alright
(Yeh yeh)
Seeing lights
(Blue)
Seeing lights
(Skrr skrr)
P-pull up on a pedal bike
(Turn turn)
me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my
freak named aunt Winell
Macked on the baby like an ice-cold vet
Everythin' she had is what I get
Cause I'm Too $hort, baby, I don't play that shit
I
(Ayy P.A Edited This Una)
All of this money is nuttin to me
Flashbacks to days getting dussed by the Ds
Play your position don’t change on these
got a brilliant car
I got a brilliant team, they wanna bring up my past because I'm living my dream
What we achieved ain't a shock cah we knew it
We
to pop me, to even try to stop me from grinding
I'm leaving you blinded by the size of Mo Thugs 'til you find us
All the nigga know what the hood like
Swing first, I'mma destroy
You a curse, I'mma B. Boy!
Cherried up, got 'em P'noid
Let the whole world know, I'm a B. Boy!
I watched Snoop do it, he
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