Lyrics:
you gonna do
Coming, coming after you
Watch out for the D-Boys
Watch out for the boys in blue
You better keep it moving (big boy)
You know they're
u stepping
We can't find what he do for nothing
He might trap sell blues or buss moves or something
Yeah smooth dude I jus keep on coming
Jump
a smile
Ain't been happy in a while
I don't know who else to dial Guess that I'm that lonely child
Just ain't want nothing this way
I just wanna live
can tell him that Bobby V. told you so
You don't need to prolong, you can let him know
You ain't gotta hold on, you can let him go
I know you
news for you kid
It ain't nothing on my mind but the plot
I be trippin' on my grind for the guap
Only split it with my slime real talk
Yo bitch on my
weapon and I quickly start bustin'
I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the dozen
I look at my riders, they say nothing's confusin'
Why, why, why? It's
off his chest
Stopping ain't the option if you wanna be the best
Aint nothing going to stop you can tell it to the press
"Extra Extra
Why you being so
We all been tried by them hoes in blue
And not just once way more than two
Sandra Bland, Bri Taylor we miss you
Countless lies can you recognize
A hunnid shots a round, now you got bullet holes (now you got bullet holes)
Walk in this bitch like I'm Bobby and Whitney (Bobby and Whitney)
Diamonds stay
Ain't nobody fit to do shit important
People really don't give no fuck about nothing
Although they may smile and be cordial
Dealin' around with the wrong
I need me a Jill
She getting made cause I'm keeping it real
I'm off Bacardi and she on a pill
I don't want your girl, trust me you can have her
I know
the norm
I'm gonna take the world by storm, just give this one listen more
If you ain't pick up what I said, you ain't really about it
This ain't slinging
Jaaaa...
Baby
Baby, you can do magic
Baby, isn't it tragic
Maybe you can do something
I can't
And I can't get enough of it
Baby, you can do
can't help it if I'm lucky
I only wanna be with you
Ain't Bobby so cool
I only wanna be with you
Yeah I'm tangled up and blue
I only wanna be with
and the love of family
Ruled in the community
The songs you sing
Lift you up to heaven
A heaven we can believe in
Everybody's talkin' about hard times
to every women that you lust
I love to pay her bills can't wait to pay her rent Curtis Jackson baby mama
I ain't asking for a cent
Burn the house down gotta
Yeah, fuck that shit
You are watching a master at work (yeah)
This what you all been waitin' for ain't it?
Rap game homie, I been waitin' for
It's over (what do you keep calling for?) (Yeah)
It's over
It's nothing we can do with it (what do you keep calling for?)
So we might as well
It's over (what do you keep calling for?) (Yeah)
It's over
It's nothing we can do with it (what do you keep calling for?)
So we might as well
the air and I'm running into the fire.
Oh, There ain't nothin' new.
I'm always thinkin' about you.
cnd all the skys are blue
But I can't stop thinkin'
(yeah)
Baby its true
When I'm without you, I feel so blue, so blue
When I'm with you
There ain't nothing that I can't do (yeah)
Baby its true
When I'm
to uzi do he really rock
Word to uzi of the shoulder
The blue on my hoodie
My spine is what city got
Forward, ain't no going back
Forward, ain't no going
exercise do
If it's an issue I pistol whip you
Keep lettin' the pistol hit you
'Til them people wit' you
Can't recognize you
Some guys try not to die
But
weapon and I quickly start bustin'
I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the dozen
I look at my riders, they say nothing's confusin'
Why, why, why? It's
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