Lyrics:
break my heart, boy come ride with me till the end yo
Baby look back in the past... Baby look back in the past
And all the good times that we had... Good
stopping won’t I? And by the time I end up stopping
You’ll be rocking one of the rings you pointed out while shopping with a nigga don’t lie
She’s losing it
Junior High, when we was barely gettin' by, when daddy died
That's when my mama started gettin' high
My neighborhood was full of drive-by's, couldn't
what it cost to pay that ride
You don't know... what you lost til it pass you by
You don't know baby, that you could, til time is fading you by
cover lives
Yo its time to relax, all of these days,
Losing a track man that's a fact
West of the boulevard this land made us who we are
Stay up man no
never gonna stop
Homeboy Ima keep winnin
[Hook]
I always be motivated by the hate I receive
An I aint wastin no time makin no haters believe
Turn they
in town
I'll get on yo' ass all by myself and make you simmer down
Nigga, you the type to meet the fuckin' plug and try to steal a pound
When you
at afterparties in heaven
Thank God my intro was peace to the 7's, let's go!
[Chorus: singers]
Battle me, so you can see
How I blast flows, so easily
Battle me, so
listen
She said yo new shit pumpin', you make us so proud
We've been wantin' something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on yo
listen
She said yo new shit pumpin', you make us so proud
We've been wantin' something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on yo
keep sellin' these P's
Pocket full of G's, but I'm bangin' Z's
Rap don't work then it's
Back to sellin' keys
Never slippin', by a choppa overseas
Perky
up in the trunk
AK-47, M-11 and a pump
Rolled by [Incomprehensible] on Scott Street
School was lettin' out
"Yo you ain't gonna shoot yet?", Watch
I stand by my game every damn day, none of you haters can say that you the same, no
Say what the fuck you gone say
Yo, hating ass nigga, what you
down no time to waste
Head straight for the bushes (Quick)
Dreaming of the gun that I can't locate
So instead I get bludgeoned (Uhuh)
I landed in Tilted
yo' time, come face the truth
In the middle of the desert nigga lace your boots
As a youth, hundred proof, tap my chest is a dead rest
You studio
never die
You ever wondered what it's like, to have a brother by yo side
I neva thought we'd ever fight, I need to find myself
Some light, you know that
when I hit yo shit danger
Multiple rounds when the caliber spit
Like my folks BO I mash on tracks to get the paper
Money by the ton stack the loot
from, it's time to shoot your lyrics kid
Yo flip the script if you're wack time will tell
Aww shit, my man lit up the L
So you go for yours, I'ma go for
Intros like that get me hype
They tried to do me wrong
They left me all alone
I got it on my own
So tell them that its own
Cuz now im in my zone yea
the fastest car it zoom like yeah yeah
Off that White shit Virgil Abloh my nose
I got em all pissed off by the intro
Slobbin on top my knob and suck your
Rodeo
Written By: Jessica Clarke
Intro:
Pretty brown, brown drivin me wild
Dada da dada da dada da da
Pretty brown, brown drivin me wild
Dada da
Intro: (0:00-0:09)
All the drama, just seemed to play on repeat/
Inhabited in a full house of drama/
A lot time spent, as an outlier/
Within
Your Favorite
(intro)
Always gotta count my blessings
Quess I gotta move on
Quess I gotta move on
I been in my head to long
(vers1)
Guess I
on instrumentals
Hit her one time and now I'm
Always in her mental
Hoes wanna link but they be acting
Rather simple (Go crazy)
Tae Retro
I'm keepin' full metal
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