Lyrics:
life, tryin to double up my capital (ha)
I'll make it back, I don't worry what the cost
Tomorrow I'll be here and I'll win back what I lost
Win some, lose
flav
I’ll be in your city I’ll be on the way
Catch a body nigga andele
Nina on the hip hanging by the waist
Got another album on the way
What I gotta say
phone, come by the crib
We in the pool, I slid it in
I slid it in, I slid it in
I take a quick shower then hit again
That fat chocolate ass is like m&m's
I
though
War time I'm ready nigga Kratos
What's up with all the hate though
What's up with all the hate though my nigga
You don't respect your elders
bout you
This something I club to, something I thug to
Watch them boys over there they bout jackin don't say who (You?)
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
This
Boy I really own the place the money only setback
And I don't even wait
I do it like I say
And ever since the life I live my guy
Ibi so great
And I
just so proud
Vibing
Yeah i’m vibing
Album just dropped
Yeah perfect timing
Can not stop i keep on jotting
And i’m plotting
For my rising
Why the hell do
What's up dawg? What you been on?
Aw really? Enjoying your life
Huh? Summer school? Man you don't
Even gotta go through
All of that homie just listen
It's just Me, Myself and I upon this lonely road
But bruddah I'm still getting by
I'm tryna make it home
I don't know why they're moving sly
When I
Ain’t Happenin
That’s Like
Iverson practicin’
Ima hustler
Loaded
Hallow tip magazine
Ima Playboy
Don’t play boy
My Glock
Don’t jam
It's In the gym
The fuck you sweating on my final choice?
Aussie rules baby, fact is, the goals is beside the points
You dig? I'm deep, they shovel you shit by the week
We
white boys trying to Backstreet they asses
Back in? The game done already had them
I handed they asses back at 'em
Madness occurred after that shit
It
Roll somethin up
Aye Merk you already know what it is boy, aye.
Whattup Game
They not ready for what the fuck we bout to do.
Surrey
They not ready
two went through your chest
Your boy tellin you "don't talk son, save your breath"
The more you walk to the light the more it's hurtin less
You gettin
nerves.
Now I've read the word and seeks redemption
But for this album I'll make a fcuking exception
(Chorus)
To all the homeboys workin in Argos
To all
the gabbit
Bus ride motherfucker staying on the transit
Drugs like babies
Real gracefully I handle it
I don't think lames could understand it
Boxcutter Pazzy
a good summer for me)
New York, Big City
of Dreams'
To get by, cats doing plenty of things
"Y'all don't really
think I can be
hot in the club
Y'all think
don't fold
Smoking with me myself and I
Pass the blunt around and I look in their eyes
They wanna throw hands they wanna go brawl
I can tell how by
'round here baby
Don't you forget it
Making music that'll last for
Over a fuckin' century
Look, ain't nobody do it like me
They wanna be the boy but they
depression took a lot of courage
I pray by this time that you've been encouraged
As I take out the pain that was locked in storage
Hope the moment you listened
motherfuckers must ain't peeped them
Last two albums, for real, dick riders
[Hook - 2x]
All you hoes, talking down
Guard your grill, keep moving around
are loved by everybody
Everybody’s platinum selling album, caught an early body
I mean, both my offerings went double platinum
So that means the people
7: Repeat with verse
New chores, yeah, "New Freezer" shit
New nigga, you can tell by my demeanor
I'm just thinkin' ahead, stackin' big boy chips
motherfuckers must ain't peeped them
Last two albums, for real, dick riders
[Hook - 2x]
All you hoes, talking down
Guard your grill, keep moving around
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