Lyrics:
E5
Where you hear shots and then police sirens
Your girl's a groupie, blud
I see her preeing me
Your life's a movie, but
It went straight to DVD
only one in twenty one thousand reasons I get by when I'm in between those
City lights, in the sky, and the sun so bright it could burn your eyes
I'm
Pleasantville, Sugar Land
UGK, Ghetto Boyz
I keep it trill and I stay street
20 ounce so I dunk a deuce and I
Chuck the deuce when I'm slidin' by
Smokin' kush,
chase on my way to the crib
I let go the throttle and run it down from 80
Everything is cool, but all the piggies hate me
I get pulled up by a motorcycle
historian
You gotta know it all the stoic was so panic paranoid year was like a nordik
You get fucked by ragnarok's dick
Sorry son, isnt it? all reason you
this
I cant lie
No I cant lie
I cant lie
No I cant lie
No
I made you mine by the start of may
Just feelings, no playin games
Fast forward like 20 days
ready for that (Statik)
Detroit vs. Everybody
Uh, I took a bite out the rotten apple by the poison tree
All these females need to email to make noise
the trenches with the four eight
Still sleepin' with the toolie by the doorway
They like "where you been Young? Shit was bad for a minute"
All them clown
the fuck
I'm pulled over by the jakes, a twenty-eight up in my nuts
For 'em took away in cuffs I'd rather lay up in the dust
Feel like fuck a friend
more
Man are like yo I just buss mine
So it's only right you burst yours
I’m a leader not a follower
I’m a need at least a reason to body ya
In defense
Hundreds and fifties and twenties I'm Wit' it
By any damn means ima get it
Trapping or rapping or legally living
I'm still finna get to them digits
of the morning that passes by through my window
Another child is born, another dies, and still the wind blows
Spin slow, drawn into strong voice of reason
niggas was vegan
All for that static
Just give me a reason
Snuck in my rocket
Bro shoot like Ariza
Your bitch gon' sneak me in
Like I'm in need of a visa
and the smoke
Had 'em checkin' out the other side
I'm by myself
I'll probably turn up by myself
I keep delaying all my work because
I can't find no help
You make
supper, eat it down by the sea
Gave my baby twenty, forty good reasons
Couldn't find any better ones in the morning at three
Rain gonna come but
sag different
Never had a good enough reason to act different
Twenty thousand in your pockets make you sag different (sag different)
They gon'
Unfoonk, then they all die (For sure)
Talking 'bout knocking off your big homie even he small fries (Oh yeah?)
Why would I lie? (Oh yeah)
I just crashed
magic was slung
It was real not a fancy, they'd kill you for crumbs
Only reason why I rap keep from being a bum 'cause
All my life, had to hustle just
conversations that
Basically said that welfare is the reason
Why a lot of black people
End up being Democrat they say –
You know first of all, it’s a limit
into speakin'
When I duck down
I had him runnin' in a lift like he missed a meetin'
There's no good reason to risk your freedom
The yutes dem snitch
there's a Heaven you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passing by in a stroller, remindin'
Oh, but you who philosophize
Disgrace and criticize all fears
Take the rag away from your face
Now ain't the time for your tears
William Zanzinger, who
risk
My niggas been saying I'm toxic so toxic
But fam it is what it is
She won play 20 questions I need one
You gon take this dick
If your man won't
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
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