Lyrics:
want it all
Some people ain't livin life right
But fast money make God call
I'm prayin to the angels, but worship the devils
Yeah a nigga rich but I'm
Because I'm optimistic and enthusiastic
And very prophetic about this topic
I have to spread it make it get endemic
Till an epidemic in all family units
game
Look man
It's a hood thang
Thats why im loved in Brooklyn
I handle mine
Just like a real nigga should
If I do some time
Homie I'm still all good
Let
call truce
See it in my eyes like Lloyd all I wanna be is true
Based on that night in madville I'll always love Deuce
We might never speak again but Tre
{Olivia}
I make it hot
{Lloyd}
G-Unit
{Olivia}
I make it hot
{Lloyd}
Olivia, let's go
What's up ladies, I'm back baby
The boy
you know
It's all I love like McEnroe, but sorry I have to go
I've been so many places in my life and time
And I know this for sure I'm a life
the world
I've meet all kinds of girls
Girl you look like someone I done fucked on tour
[50 Cent]
(Now everything's changed) I'm rich bitch
(You've
Schemes they have in store for me she’d see to them accordingly
As making all my family happy is her priority
Normally with clones, people seek to do some
least Lloyd Daniel
Twenty years overdue
That's how we do brother
Freestyling in mid-town
Doing shows downtown
Sun up to sundown
We make albums in
love this joint. We'll stop off, we'll buy some booze, and, uh, you'll bring it in and it's just incredible. The girls will be all over you.
I am
got you now nigga knowin' you down
Niggaz is foul, this is trauma king, by any means baow
They pushed his face in, fell out his Saconies
Snatched his
Warhol must be laughing in his grave
And the dogs are on the road
They're all tempting fate
Cars are shooting by
With no number plates
And here
audiences
Having such a ball
Victorian life
Wasn't all that good with
Poverty and illness
In each neighbourhood
Years before TV and even radio
The music hall
we gone do that for our self if we all paranoid
Not sure what the truth so we fill in the void
Giving strength to those thoughts
Like they living
From then until the end of the following week
No hesitation, no question necessary
I'd retire in Carmel-by-the-Sea
If I only had one choice where my
away or join in the laugh
But sees the gun, now you
You do the math
Walkin' through friends
He pulls them all away
Not knowing' the life
He may have
Ever been up all night?
Eat a couple triangles then sunbathed in the dawn light?
Sun is blazing so bright
There's water falling from my eyes just
around the world
I've meet all kinds of girls
Girl you look like someone I done fucked on tour
[50 Cent (Singing)]
(Now everythings changed) I'm rich
we all know friendships turn sour when you gettin it,
some niggas hate me in the hood but i don't owe them niggas shit,
smilein' all up in my face like
around it really is rare
So try to treat me bad if you dare
C-O-L-D they will try not
Breona Taylor,Trayvon Martin all of dem shot
By the racists spirit
moves I never fake
But every time I blink at night all I see is snakes
And I'm alone
Trapped in this trife life zone
But Fuck it, y'know I'm turning
one by my lonely
Pussy always talking shit how about you show me
Icy in this bitch you know they call me Khione
Only real ones at the top and I'm seeing
Not Today (lyrics)
Written by Jennifer Benson, Cassady Lloyd, and Josiah Prince
Produced by Josiah Prince, Mixed by Matt Arcaini, Mastered by Moses
many Lloyds in your Entourage
Rap game Vinnie Chase, young Ari Gold
It's like I've been touched by the hands
El Diablo Guapo, El Diablo Guapo
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