Lyrics:
Lone wolf so I stay on my din bro I make more P when I'm on my feet
Plain Jane over this plain white tee nigga ima get cheese and that's by all means
I
Let me tell you what my reportoire is
Life and the drama
I thank God that I got a strong partner
One day it's like I’m living in a beach house
Next day
Technology fads, hip dads aren't above it, on their iPads reading stuff white people like - I love it. Huh, there's so much that my kids have to learn, Talk
folks is give and take
And I done took so much, now gimme my glory
To have a choice to be who you wants to be
It's left uppa to me, and my momma
Touch ya soul, make ya whole, the same for you and I (ohh, I)
There's not a minute that goes by that I don't believe (oh lord, lord, lord)
We can fly
hop on yo cruise ship
Promise you let me dive in it, I won't tell nobody I don't do the loose lips
Babygirl there be a snack
But she more like desert
I'll have, yeah
So I take a selfie and leave, I did my fair share
But let me know when we looting, I need my fair share
I got me some white Jordans, I
They expected us to be
On DVDs talking reckless
They never expected for us to get connected
But you gotta respect it
Expect the unexpected
But you
not a 41
Try again, bitch, I'm not one of them
Glock cocked, I be done shot one of them
They ain't know I had the gun
When they let me in
You know I got
dress?
Step on out girl and tell me what's next
Do you love me? Yes
Do you want me? Yes
Then let me rub this oil all on your flesh
Take you out
When it comes to being true, at least true to me
One thing I found, one thing I found
Oh no you never let me down
Get up, I get down
Get up, I
to meet with bub,
You wasn't there, well shit you left
ABG x Taliban, that be the family Roxk with shordy hope, she better Me
Hit tha booth that be my
labor for a couple fucking dimes
And you can spend your whole life here
being beaten by our staff of steroid gym rat white nationals
Do it all for Nike,
gon' rob me, he gon' die tonight
I send a nigga in the air and he ain't on the flight
Bitch, you ain't gon' take nothin'
Wet your ass, broad day, in
DP on the beat
Nikko got it bunkin', nigga
(Yeah) let's play a game, big bank take lil' bank, ayy
Bust down the Rollie, I don't want no Plain
my goal
Bout dem white folks that's listing
And watching my move
Theres real shit u can quote
I'm to gangster, to street
So don't run up to fast
back to me
Back to me baby
You can bring it back to me
Hopping on for a sick time
Like the way I spit rhymes
Lets split lines like a sniff time
And I
then. Eh? What do you mean,
stop pissing in the corner? Well if you'd let me out of this f'king room I wouldn't have to piss in the corner,
would I?
Light life yea
Like how that sound
Hard times yea
Better days still
Around
Got the plain white tee
Wit my rip blue jeans
On my way to get our piece
can't take anymore, anymore)
Ever since beginning you've been complaining
Yelling, all too much for me to handle
Won't you let me light my candle
You
A cut from my G's it means nothing to me
To turn my bitch out and let em' fuck her for free
Cuz I know you, and you know me
I got niggas that'll front me
on, let's go back
Follow the yellow brick road as we go on another episode
Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place
That I once
back when they let me
Before you learn how to lie when you're leaving
Love is so much easier then
And at school would you believe three hundred boys
an hour will go
Take a part time job at one your stores
I bet you can't make it here anymore
And there's a high school girl with a bourgeois dream
Just
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