Lyrics:
gotta get paid (what?)
King of the streets, young nigga made
Sprayin' up the crowd, take it to the grave
Ain't havin' problems, I'm sippin' the Barre
don't know what I know
Got a couple secrets
Imma take to da grave with me
I ain't gone tell em
On my soul
I ain't got no trust
They on me so what
The bomb
call my homey see what he say
I ain't got no time, I gotta get mine
I keep my mind on my loot, I'll shoot everytime
And ain't no way I'ma let bitch
call my homey see what he say
I ain't got no time, I gotta get mine
I keep my mind on my loot, I'll shoot everytime
And ain't no way I'ma let bitch
Yea
Lil Deer
Bout to get wrist like a rain drop
Ya'll acting fake some made props
There ain't no chance that I may stop
Coming up next so
Yea
gone
Be the reason that he in that grave
That's really all I want
Can't stress about no bitch, cause
I fall in love and end up broke and
I know that I'd
amazed (amazed)
Condo by lane it's the mall in
Ain't no one nigga, we all win (we all win)
Beat up that pussy, get tall in (tall in)
Lambo so low gotta
ain't tripping dawg I gotta get paid
Naw nigga can't do minimum wage
Young nigga kicking shit Johnny Cage
Young nxgga imma ball to the grave
I know that
when you slip
Then you get arrested
The crew is short, we stand our ground
Cause I'm always careful with whoever I got around, aye
Ain't no half
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
a nigga paid
I'm a muthafuckin' jacker not a slave
Get money everyday
It ain't no other way
That's how it is until they put me in a grave
[Verse 2]
I'm in
at least that's what I'm getting
No graves that I ain't dug
No graves that I ain't dug
No graves that I ain't touch
And no bitch that I ain't fuck
Yea,
him again
That ain't true
Yeah it is
The real world is really unreal and
No none of that's true
While the wildest
You're just making this up to scare
wanna be
It’s really you I wanna see when I say I wanna leave
I won’t play no sport no more if I ain’t on yo team
Ian tryna score no more I’ll sit and do
ain't No Limit
Shorty nem'll squeeze up in school, ain't got no feelings
Only speak to G's, don't get pleased bout a hoe feelings
Family shouldn't mix
('cause no one told me)
Deontay Wilder lost his first fight
He got beat up by Tyson, I ain't talkin' 'bout Mike
Oh, the Tyson that he got beat up by was
you no matter what you do
I'ma always love you too
She say she love me and she love me
Pooda, I'm thug, I just wanna be wit' you
Girl, you ain't gotta
might do the race
In a hot car
By any means I gotta get away
Can't tell no body what I did
I gotta take it to the grave
She want my kids not with
pen
Still didn't stop me from pushing weight on a bench
I was firing shots through the trench
And I ain't talking bout no lead
Bet he's still bled
been shiesty
Ain never been flaw
Ain never let no nigga stave
My heart getting to big for my chest
I ain't gotta go back cus i kept that shit real from
the ghetto, but dammit I wanna live!
The legendary master of lyrical combat
But ain't no competition, ain't nobody to go at
So I'ma take the time and spit
grandma's grave
I'm pouring liquor on my uncle's grave
Pouring liquor on my uncle's grave
[Pre-Hook]
Have you ever felt like no one could read and understand
stuck out like pegs, as if they was made of wood.
Till at last I said: "It ain't no use--he's froze too hard to thaw;
He's obstinate, and he won't lie
when
We ain't have no equals
Way back
When those Haystacks
Ain't even have a needle
Searching for the point of this earth
Man I been lookin'
Been puttin'
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