Lyrics:
grind, pray and I de push button
Putting in work to make sure the name is never forgotten
Can't tell me nothing my nigga
I done seen the worst of it
That's
She threw the pussy and I caught it (caught it), presidential by 40 (40)
That drop hit from Europe (woof), that coupe got deported (ha)
I turn coke
you do that I call it dope boi magic
I get it nine in tha morning by night it just plastic
How you do that I call it dope boi magic
I'm fresh ta death
to hell
You know the kid ain’t the brother that you really wanna mess with
Unless it’s, cos you got a motherfucking death wish
Let’s get going, you know
to tame
That's why I'm in leopard print everything
You ain't 'bout that life, so
It's best you never try, dog
I ain't scared of death, that's
Cause I
you suckers man, real shit man
Your dad should've left home like millions of other dads did
By staying at home, man, he only made you a tougher,
I use that
Machete to Butch Cassidy by the way
His two faggot ass sons' names
Is Shane and Cassidy bang! That's blasphemy
That's the main catastrophe
that im so weak,
Im pushing work everyday, Yall niggas did not peep,
Ill with the my word play, Yall rhymes beyond cheap,
[Scratch That] I mean some
Just took the loud out the turkey bag
If that's some Perc, nigga pour that
We off a pound, can you work with that?
These suckers want my position
Together in this empty room
I'm lonely but I'm still with you
You're lonely and I feel that, and I feel that too
I'm a sucker for the home team
know what to do
You know out that office I continued to work
I signed so many papers, my fingers started to hurt
Then I shook off the pain, say this
punches with the strength of Pegasus
Enveloped in an effervescent aura by my precipice
Exceed my limits on the brink on my death
Seeing higher self, push me
and the pool house cause fuck the shitty apartment
Investing in yourself and some land and fuck the garments
Mind like cerebral when used by Charles Xavier
breathing dirty water
And my legs are been mauled to death by the sewer rats
I move erratically to make them work for there meal
I?m dislocating my shoulder?s
didn't ask for nothing
Work hard everyday now I'm fucking stuntin'
Remember I was in the hood around last summer
Now I'm eating and you suckers
Can't tell
His car, his wife, or his razzamatazz
But that's weak, you gotta do work on your own
Cause when you're rich you got friends
But when you're poor
speed racer
Told that bitch
80 niggas so fake, they out of order
Hold the work it could swim
And take all the water
I done motherfuckin' the shark in
With a voice, telling you the bullet's direction
I'm talking murder, but that's another section
I need to explain by keeping my composure
There's no
Tinashe
The weed and liquor got me too on
I don't want none of my exes
I be fuckin with my new jawn
Stop by on her way to work and she getting that work
equations
That's how you sum up a cancer cell
Easiest way to answer hell with no romantic spell
Treating a mutation by feeding it radiation
It ain't dying,
where we sense a glitch in
Before you get amused by sucking dick in the kitchen
Just think about your family who are stressing and wishin
That you come
take it
She started laughing, so I know-
Ayy, God, ayy, look, look
They say that I work with the devil 'cause
I got a vision more clever than ever
Not
If I'm making $500 a night, why should I go to McDonald's and work and make $3.25 an hour
I used to struggle all my life and don't have shit
I'd
a crucifix
Men at work
My ideas overload
And the records I make explode in every zip code
Definitely def, the five fingers of death
Doc the Butcher, Polo's
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