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Lyrics by Oneplix · 124 BPM · G#min
I thought I told you
Told you for the last time
I can hold you in my arms
Not my mind
But then you scold me
Say
ringtone (ring)
My songs be all on her ringtone (ring, ring)
By her i mean your girl, she said I'm her world
She want me to rock it like a flintstone
you can get faked
Out by the bitch that you feelin'
'Cause you thought that she was an angel
That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo like
chill (man)
You either play this shit perfect or you go to jail
From hopin' I ain't got no warrants to Florence, Italy tourin'
Machine and the King,
They had a warrant out for me all over the country
And I was trying to beat the raps in Idaho
I was breaking into a schoolhouse Sunday morning
the dirty hack that shot your woman down
Said yes oh yes my name is Willy Lee
If you've got a warrant just a read it to me
Shot her down because she
Brown
You're the dirty hack that shot your woman down.
I said yes sir my name is Willie Lee
If you've got a warrant just read it to me
Shot her down
your face I see a coward and a dimwit
Looking to run up in my private home just like you was the folks
Serving a warrant to a baby daddy, who didn't
and we got richer
Then hard times fell upon us
Half of my staff had warrants
The other half in the casket lay dormant
I felt like life was cheating me
and we got richer
Then hard times fell upon us
Half of my staff had warrants
The other half in the casket lay dormant
I felt like life was cheating me
Luv and my nigga Young Lay
Spit that shit
Cuddies perved by the corner, stout, herb
Got me twisted, mo' cold killin murders
Them brothers gettin'
might earn respect
But the OPD found it hard to accept
I got jacked by the [unverified]
Face down on the ground, keep my hands in sight
Put
write the good rhymes
The whole scenery reminded me of good times
I don't like to feel that I'm put in a rut
By a young nigga that needs to pull his
peace, to all the homies got to heaven before me
Pour some liquor on the curb for the niggas that's caught
Had a motherfuckin' warrant but he didn't go
the folks today is the day
For my nigga's birthday twelve o'clock come through gon' get beat
By who? By them hog mark niggas in the cleats
We's deep, no
it for the kid with the dream
Rappin' in the mirror in his room as a teen
Hopin' that he'd be seen by the world, and he would be (would be)
Yeah,
running
Just keep me coming
And I come running
Cause I'm your dog
Baby I'm your dog
So whenever you call
I come running
She's impressed by a fat
nigga worth
Gettin' money everyday, not just 15th and the 1st
I whip out my dick, hoes quenchin' they thirst
I be tourin' with a warrant, spillin' Bel-Air
[Chorus]
Said I'm wanted, dread & alive
By the evil forces
Said I'm wanted, dread & alive
Nowhere to hide
They are trying to find me
Babylon
[lennox speaking - movie dialogue]
Who wan' test me, c'mon!
Me shot pussy-hole fi fun
[nas escobar]
Hot corners, cops with warrants, every block is boring
dirty to me, tryna make my dick hard
I got Tunechi on my ringtone, my children on my home screen
I choke you with the phone charger
Sold more crack
felt
No arrest warrant, no weapons found
One eyewitness, yeah, black body down
I can hear it now
It's the same old racist shit
"Thought he had a gun
"
guess who did it, where the warrants at?
Black bottles through the night until the morning back
Fifty million up, I think I need me more than that
'bout to close on him
Them boys on the way to see the judge for a warrant
And they got his name on it, tryna put them chains on him
Cold as them
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