Lyrics:
Married to the game, with the roses tell the bank hi
Wall shots in pool, know that I'm gonna bank right
When I use to do them taxes, every night was bank
Channel three murder scene, got him
Don't speak on that shit 'less we know that you shot him
We come from the mud, but can't stay at the bottom
So I
on by)
You can't talk no shit without penalties
Bitch, I'm in yo' shit if you send for me (walk on by)
I'm going to glow up one more time
Trust me, I have
trading raw stories
We outlaws on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise look in my eyes
ROUND 1 i shot myself in the foot
Lost my step as the proof
Caught
the clouds
Now another guy's making her smile see's her life's worth now
I was out here living foul
But I miss us so can I get just
Just one more shot just
will lay down my life if it sets us free
Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy
And I am not throwin' away my shot (my shot)
I am not throwin' away my
Kay
Another drink in my cup, got me feeling alright
I'll be good by tonight
Another blunt to the face, now she staying the night
Couple shots in my
to the sound of the gun shots
Hustled by the bus stop, aged to the front stop
Block party departed, somebody got bodied
Right before I snatch this little number
In the Bible I read death is of the tongue
And if you talk about death enough, death is gon' come
Jay taught me how to flow, they shot him in
I get stressed
That be my go to
Girl I didn't wanna show you
But I guess you want that old dude
See I was only trynna grow
Yeah trynna prosper
But she
Got mo' money in my piggy bank then you got in yo real bank
Mo' money in my piggy bank then you got in yo real bank
I hustle, yeah I hustle
Man I
come with me, you'll never cry no more.
Data bank - I feel like I wanna put you in my data bank.
Data bank - What's your number girl?
I feel like I
flow
My heart's colder than the snow
That's just how this shit gon go
I'm all good man I suppose
Ain't no room for me to grow
One more shot and i'll turn
1:
You see that booty jiggle (jiggle)
Watch that booty wiggle (wiggle)
Shoot your shots (pow)
Blast the cannon (boom)
Victim damage
And you advantage
Money in the bank, stocks and trades, gotta up up my rank
Addin' up, yeah, invest in me, I'ma own real estate
Cash on deck, C.O.D., it's a sign
Damme
Too many o's in my account, the bank teller call Me Toucan Sam
I got more money that your bitch can't stand
She tryna touch it with her whack bare
pick, hittas stay in the field
On that poor side of town, grinding to pay our bills
They hate to see you flourish, so I draw the curtains
I'm so high
Bank Alert
Bank Bank Alert (Big C Made This Here For Me) Oh
Bank Bank Alert (Smuve) OoOOO Aye
Bank Alert
Geee
I woke up to a million dollar... Bank
see you at the bank"" People gotta live their life and do their thing Let me live, let me breathe, let me be me He said, ""I don't see you
Got no hook
Got no hook
Got no hook
This track ain’t got no hook
Empty the clip I cock it and reload it
Dead shot with precision all my shots are
(Now)
When I say lick a shot, say blaow
Lick a shot! (blaow)
Lick a shot! (blaow)
A'yo everybody on they jawns
Cartoons is hardcore porn
It ain't
vigorous
Stroke that nigga like a zig zag rolled cigarette,
And I do it to get my dick wet
Brain grain rotten, I was a 12 year old gettin' raped by my
There's an Exxon mobile on 5th avenue
A Christopher Columbus statue
There's a Nordstrom's next door to that
There's a PNC bank right across
and a brain
Jesse was a man, a friend to the poor
He couldn't see a brother suffer pain
And with his brother Frank he robbed the Springfield bank
And he
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