Lyrics:
drop a single yet
N' I'm starting on my 3rd album
N' I bet you want my dick fam
Cause I met your CEO and he say
"Yo I'm a big fan"
I'm a big man, cramped
drop a single yet
N' I'm starting on my 3rd album
N' I bet you want my dick fam
Cause I met your CEO and he say
"Yo I'm a big fan"
I'm a big man, cramped
This shit here is 3rd degree, 20 dollar grams that's a flat fee, Put the red dots on you Acne
Blowing shit up like im ACME, Imma run bands like a Tracka
that's stuffed in my jeans
Shit I can hardly walk
Bop with a limp and my dick lengthy
So is the clip in my Glock
Heard 3rd times a charm
Just might put
fuck all this shit
I ain't meant to be shit but I still feel lit
How come nothing never goes my way
I've always be sad since the 3rd grade
I feel like
Remedy different
I rather just work and see
Me and a baddie
I tell em
Close curtain these
Flaming these niggas
Get burned in the 3rd degree
da plug on da 1st
I be back by da 3rd
Give em everything I got im just waiting on da back end
Left right right up bitch I'm back in
Oh really
U niggas
a word
Every since I really cop the runner dog I've really been on swerve
Niggas changed generes
Funny you don't even live by them words
Trynna get
said bye
Now I’m chillin smoking weed with the most high
I gotta headache from opening my 3rd eye
Looked in the mirror & I told myself don’t cry
Next
my tokens, Chuck E cheese
All this shit from grindin' and hard work
It ain't luckily
I'm too 3rd Wall, wide open, lay up
I'll still shoot the three
rope I'm Randy I'm Savage B
Oh yea
Flow got no gravity it's a blaze, hear it and get 3rd degree
Fuck if you've heard of me
Diamonds in my wrist watch
that 3rd degree, it's absurd to me
They try to make fun of just what I prefer to be
This ain’t thug life but the Pac in me
No drugs, no love, no stopping
the city where niggas a burn you no 3rd degree so if you aint bout peace then keep your words from me they say forgive and forget yeah that sounds like a bet
3rd degree
Turn to sky to burgundy
Raining down with burglary
Hanging from suspensions like the overalls on Urcles' knees
Now we tagged in mentions
controversy
No sword against me shall hurt me
Girls like a cactus, thirsty
Thrift for the drip on 3rd street early
Ain't finna be broke at 30
Moving place
that bitch that's going to ride with me gotta keep the shit hot like the 3rd degree slimarlo YMBeezy in the bigger league yeah they noticed me.
Stuck
to me
All the girls I see on the street aint nothing
But hoes to me
People grow up so fucking fast
And die with it like groceries
Aint felt love since 3rd
flockin like a bird to me
Cause the diamonds burn ya eyes to a 3rd degree
So I pulled up to the crib she was rushin me cause the lih baby was steady tryna
stem from my momma inside
Hoping karma don't rewind
I heard you the 3rd time
3rd times the charm
You hope by my 30s
Emotions will be on my arm
But that's
guts when shit gets real
Blood spills on tha curbs of dat 3rd
Killa connection train to serv, Magnolia niggas words
Why's dat? they say uptown's a cut
it off in no time
Oh my, did it on my own, no cosign
45, devil in disguise, free dope trial
West side, ride 'em off 3rd avenue
Go at us, have your
soldier till I die
We run this place, and I say the same shit, with a gun up in my face
I ain't scared to die, bitch like I said before, ho
3rd Ward, I'm
many see
At the job or in the street
Burn flow like 3rd degree
I know they plotting and scheming
Cause they wanna murdah me
man I'm such a fucking liar
I met a bitch but she to clingy and she thinks I fucking like her
Tried 3rd base but I'm like Emma bitch I mother fucking
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