Lyrics:
on
Ain’t from a gang but i bang with my bros
Call me a crook but i live by a code
If i do dirt do that shit on my own
And if i get caught gotta walk it
shirt
Better tell them I ain't playin'
Because it's all fun and games
Until somebody get hurt
[Bridge:]
Ain't a damn thing change
I still keep
This was always designed
By power of the mind, power of the mind
Power of the mind, power of the mind
I knew this shit like a psychic
Ain't got no time
the middle of the night I hear gun shots go off by my window, window
Dear father
It ain't easy, it ain't easy; it ain't easy, it ain't easy 'round here
The Matrix
It ain't shit, they just call it a strange shift
Cold feet 'cause I'm on thin ice
It's alright besides the fact I want it all in one night
Like
so
Keep it on the low
It be me and you and ain't nobody need to know
Better, better
Better, better
Better, better, that's you
Better better
Better
tripping by nothing
It's blessing that made it this far
The money ain't gonna stop I ain't tripping
The money ain't gonna stop I ain't tripping
Yeah
uh, uh
Let's keep this shit 'tween you and I
When she ain't around
I'm gon' make you drown
Know you like me better by the
Way I put it down i'm gon'
and jumping
I die by this shit
I ain't fearing no man
Put a stick in the air
It just got up to somethin
To these bitches I'm groovy
I treat yo hoe like
This that food for thought, my school ain't tought me good
No one greedy inside my hood
But a tablespoon of this baking soda gon' make it good, like it
her she ex just ain't better than me
Run up respect, like i'm meeting needs
I go by trk but i'm pushing P
Shawty to player to keep
Thinking she playa by
(to have this shit like this, cause ain't nobody got it like this)
(All these motherfuckers want to be like us, they all want to be like us)
(To be
ain't too much to it (it ain't too much to it)
If you knew better, then you'd do it (bitch)
It ain't too much to it (it ain't too much to it)
Nah
Pontiac
And that shit was goddamn sittin? outside
He had it posted up like that motherfucker was hard
That nigga ain't hard, that no hand ass nigga who
June onna beat
June onna beat
Ayy, y'all better tell blood be bool, we know he ain't like that
Y'all better tell blood be bool, we know he ain't
A song called Highway Star, this one.
Nobody gonna beat my car
I'm gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car
It's gonna break
back, why?
'cos I ain't even wrote this down
Yes, I've been blessed with a potent sound
I'm not alike the rest
I'm something like the best
You ain't ever
with the lleyo
They rock it up like Play-Doh
They cook it up like Waco
Better do what I say so
Better lay low, cause you fuckin' with a halo
Death
the same about him
Y'all had some time to sink in
Hey Zach, this song is too long
If you don't like it, hit skip
And go put on some other playlist made by
It's a blessing (what)
I was broke but now I'm flexing (flex)
Ain't no question (whoo), ain't no fucking second guessing (ain't no huh?)
We in
Fascinated by the Bright Lights
Smoking on some good weed man it's feeling like a great night
Check the car, Check the ice
Ion really see a better life than
And they sayin' I'm the best, that's an understatement
That I'm better than the rest no under estimatin'
Ain't no flex when I finesse I keep it
forgot what bein' poor like
That's my fault, I'll let you adapt to the tour life
Shit ain't bright no more, it's more like a sore sight
You don't adore
by my side (Oh, yeah)
What I gotta prove to say I'm not lying?
Girl, you know I need you, you're my spine
Ain't nobody like you, girl, I tried
Guess we
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