Lyrics:
gangstas turn witness
I lift weights now I run
I be keeping up with my fitness
Did time, got called a loser
Got turned down by hella bitches
Ian even turn
to the D Boys (drug dealas)
Neighborhood dope man
I mean real niggas
Thata make a dolla out a fifteen cents
Ain't got a dime, but I rides
to the D Boys (drug dealas)
Neighborhood dope man
I mean real niggas
Thata make a dolla out a fifteen cents
Ain't got a dime, but I rides
You want fire
Bring the pressure
Like the lighters
On my dresser
No ma'am I ain't impressed
I ain't no muthafucking yes sir
Grown man
About my
I heard that you called the cops
Pray to God she fuck yo opps
Tommy gun in my Tommy boxers
Top chef the way I grip my choppa
Took yo hoe to Home
the telly and watch it jump
My brother threw me a zip first time meeting gabe we called it sleep and we just chopped it up
Glory be to God, it's all by faith
twenty...
Minutes of pleasure, yeah that'll be plenty
At ease boy, now your training is done
At morning boot camp we can pick up the fun
Ooooh
She called me
20 books, 30 books
50 books in the field"
It's like Bruce Lee said
"I don't fear the man who knows
A thousand kicks and a thousand
Punches i fear
Oh Grandma, I love you
Our Grandmothers
You're lucky if you get two
Our Yaya's, Nana, Meme
Oh Grandma, I love you
Remember I called you
These
for the next show
By getting some scooby snacks
Be careful when you come to my house
Because my dog attacks
Sebby and Emmanuel we smoking your packs
a dirty overcoat
At the foot of the pillar of the road
Propped inside was an old man
Whom time could not erode
The night was snapped by sirens
Those
one of the stickiest demonic chronic
Already called up my man, so I was all up on it
We got a 20 bag, used 10 to roll the blunt
After that, got hungry
When I was but a young man,I was wild and full of fire
A youth within my teens, but full of challenge and desire
I ran away from home and left my
old. What movie was he in?
I forget
Me Ilamo Roberto, y este es el primer single de Saturacíon tres
I'm an old soul, tell by my tracfone
Check my
with a money knot
Stop tryna spread out all them twenties you ain't got the guap
You Broke!
Said you ain't got the cheese
Twenty-sixteen the True Man
Trackateering Music
Man, y'all did it with this one here, y'all
People love to use that quote
"I'm doin' it for the culture"
But what culture is that
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I'm the Sleepy Hollow
Hand that rose like Benny Blanco
I was raised by the Gods
Shoulda called myself Apollo
Follow that bitch nigga home
Then we make
got me fucked up
And by the way, his name was Terrence but they called him Ced
Dark skin, he wore a mean mug with some long dreads
Six-two, he good
called a Yungstar, hes comin so tight
[Verse 10: Yungstar]
Man bring me in
My skin is my sin
I'm thinking brand new, what, Benz
Off the showroom
Them hoes
called a Yungstar, hes comin so tight
[Verse 10: Yungstar]
Man bring me in
My skin is my sin
I'm thinking brand new, what, Benz
Off the showroom
Them hoes
20-20 hindsight
Dealing with the stress
Used to be the crying type
Visualized success now I'm staring at the lime light
In my habitat they blinded by
freaking
Toes are raking, body shaking
Man I thought it was some crack
Called the fire department
Told them I had a flame up on my back
This is crazy
nothing because I had my man to share them with
Hills were nothing neither, cause I had my man to climb 'em with
I'm really proud to say that I truly
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