Lyrics:
cookin' up the heat, and I feel so old
But I’m still so young and my soul so bold
I can’t do no 9 to 5, mufucka I’m chose
Oh I’m froze, got me rollin'
grade
I would rap at lunch around 10th grade but who knew I'd end up this way?
Now I'm the man
Oh you ain't know it was part of the plan?
Back by demand
word
This one's so crazy, Aye mark my word
This one's so crazy, Ha Ha
Yeah, yeah
Got damnit I'm the shit oh shit
Lil mama love a nigga like this
She want
safe
Can’t break the tie, stuck by your side
Though it can bring no healing
To symptoms of our binding disease
Turn back denied, disharmonized
From that
lookin' in the mirror, well, I'm in your window, oh oh
You hear me Urkel, your blood will turn purple
Like the colour, you holler, ballin' for your mother
hear me Urkel, your blood will turn purple
Like the color, you holler, bawlin' for your mother
No-one hears you even though you knock
You used to walk
oh yeah
Many colors in the pool oh yeah i float
Chica rica, Hondureña, Italiana
No me olvido de la China y Jamaica
Dancing, drinking, y se suben en mi
& I say
Ass up, face down
Hit it once, hit it twice
We can meet up on the deep end, and we can party on the weekend
Yeah the time fly by, yeah the time
is purple
Somebody make that make sense to me
I still wouldn't have it any other way though
Not a singular other way
(Wall Hall) O-Oh shit, that's not
motherfucker help me write my rhymes
Ain't no nigga pay for my studio time
See me at the top and want to claim my fame
Nigga took my chain, yea motherfuckin'
dealing with the devil and the deep blue sea
No you never can be to careful and you best be lucky
When you're dealing with the devil and the deep blue sea
no feet on her couches
Never told me it get so deep when you drowning
'03 I was four, I was cold hearted by five
Both feet on the floor, I was outside
just a hand full
In a land of gangstas
Players, replacements, priests, banjos
We scramble
To break MCs that may appreciate it
Guided by their envy
new friends
I don't make no moves, yeah, without tellin' my crew, yeah
That's just how we do, yeah, that's just how we do, oh
Goddamn it, I love my
over here
Oh how a nigga just love to bake out
You get in the ride you stuck in that bitch
Finish the session no other way out
Lips all chapped no spit
I mix purple with gold I'm a La Laker
Yeah
Prosperity and fuck that popularity
We not the same nigga ain't no similarities
I need a big bag right
Going to a different sky
Oh fuck another planet
Air tight
Getting stoned up (No air)
Slim eyes
And i'm fucked up (Gone)
Living like autopilot (On God)
will be heard
In the darkest night
I will feel the light
There's an angel deep in my heart
Seems you came from nowhere
And my trust grows day by day
tell she a star by the color of her cheeks
But her smile give away deep down she a freak
I’m her daddy
Put her in a mink if the pussy look good
Put her
run my race
No dey pay attention to the backbitings
Fuck all the them jealousy
everyday by day,
steady give thanks to the most high bless my way, I won
to sober up
Many time's in life I contemplated (oh no no)
Is it time to go or should I get faded (Get faded)
Asking god why my family ain't situated (oh no
there's no turning back
I wanna feel with you again, oh yea
I didn't expect you to invite me
or take me as I am
I don't expect it, take my hand
I wanna
say they carry straps like Drako
AK's stay spraying out of place
Oh no he claims he's hard
If you say so oh
Guess we got different perspectives
I'm
Say you can handle liquor but can you handle me? (No)
Drunk all night drinking that Hennessy (drunk all night, oh, can you?)
Handle liquor but can
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