Lyrics:
fourth of July
Boy Im a always have your back
Im a be there on your side
Shout out homie Adrien that boy my brother I can't lie
If I tell you it's a issue
grindin' so long
Still I had to find my way on my own
I can tell ya what it beez like
I can tell ya what it beez like
I'm a true hustler, all that I know
The streets turned me into a soldier boy
No Draco, the business ran by slay though
We big slatts, where yo bitch at? (Where she at?)
I admit lil dog did that
I'll be waiting for you
Me and my young niggas
That's how I raised 'em Lord
Them lil niggas crazy
They just waiting for me to tell them to go crazy boy
white folks askin "Who truck is that?"
Issa mild day for me pissin colonizers off (Unhuh)
Edible draws on, when she ready, she eat em off
She was nervous
the bottom
Yeah I was the one in field you can tell by the mud on my cleats
She say it's the bands for me
I say can you dance for me
The way that she move it's
Fuck a diss
Bottled issa bliss (fuck em)
Yungin stuntin frontin who that boy who him is (who him is)
Fuck a diss
Bottled issa bliss (fuck em)
Yungin
more
All the lil' niggas that's hating on me
Tell 'em to hate a lil' more
Told them niggas I'm keeping it G since I was a lil' boy
All the niggas
school Boney, they call me Frank the Tank
The footlong polish sausage boy, streakin' on that drank
I'm the one that get them panties off when they say ya
brethren,
Tell’em they better get with the consensus or we engage with smoke and tension,
Was it mind or metal or Hyde or Jeckle that brought you here
Look into the eyes of a real nigga
Tell me you can feel what I feel nigga
Tell me you can see what I see boy
Walk with me, tell me you can be where I
so I wrote a jam for you, so you know your boy's feeling that love in the air for you//
Tell em dudes tryna holla, I know some Kunfu//
Ama lay hands
never even tried
Everybody messed up
You let it pass by
When i fucked up you hung me out to dry
I was strong
On the thought
That we
Will one day
Reunite
goddamn
I do what i can for you but i
Can't be true cause a man needs two
Understand
I'm not trying to be some asshole here I can
Tell by your look but I
One by one.... turkey bags
tha lick good... you better get that cash.. rent on tha back.. boy... better move like flash
On the drill you better
that you can do for 'em, you feel me
So I just tell 'em please don't act like act, no
All my niggas we the same, please don't act like that
Please
and betraying
Try to act like you were mack
You can't go an hour without that sex attack
What's wrong, boy, is it that good?
There's a lot of girls that would
your err (ear)
Go tell ya man, he take a step, there went a slug in his err (ear)
Have 'em askin (yo, how the hell he get a gun up in here?)
(That
Money making missions, one day I'm gone shine
Rollin' through the hood with that thang on my lap
Somebody tell 'em ain't no holdin' me back
Ain't no
that you-ing nigga next up is J-are
[Pimp C]
Tell yah Lil' J is down wit us
The boy Big Chief is down wit us
The nigga California is down wit us
'em and shuffle, love how I twist 'em and tussle
Sex play, next day, call me, uh
Let me tell you the story about the call that changed my destiny
remind me I'm that guy
You remind me I'm that guy
Know that it's mine tell them boys you're taken
You remind me I'm that guy
You remind me I'm that guy
And I'm on a hunnid
Hit the gas, gunning
Skip the past running
Tell 'em they could bring that
If they really want it
I, I'm on the hometeam
You just
Well alright
All good things must, come to a beginning
Stop focusing on the end too much
You don't never tell a baby that it's gon' expire one day do
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