Lyrics:
the smoke up in my throat
Goddamn
It's the boy JuanPe in this bitch
Going ham
You already know nigga
I'm the man
I be smoking blunts
All day
Yes sir
I'm
I'm all alone
(come on)
Look at me now, I'm not doing so well
Things fall apart, and the partners can tell
Despised by my daughter
Denied to be
Far from the crowded city
Where flowers pretty caress the stream
Cozy to hide in, to live side by side in,
Don't let it apart in my dream
Picture
way, but it doesn't feel right
Feels like I'mma be in debt for the rest of my life
Focus on studying, yeah, that's what they all say
Many are lost
and my niggas go nuts
You talkin' money, best believe I show up
And all the real niggas know us
Bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm
Ballin', racked up, no wallet
Yo nephew, give me some of that No Limit shit
Yeah,
We got my nigga Fiend in the house
C-Murder in this motherfucker
Mystikal all up in this
shine bright like my Diamonds
I'm just focused on my finances
This money got a hold on me
Lost too many niggas it's to many R.I.P's
Need y'all boys
leave her
My other relations just make it harder for me to accept her as my own
She tries to tie up my phone and
I'm not at home; she's thinking I'm
Performed by Heather Small
Written by Heather Small and Steve Booker
Produced by Peter Vettese
Published by BMG Music / Windswept Music (London) Ltd.
All will see, how great, how great, is our God
Name above all names
Worthy of all praise
And my heart will sing how great is our God
Name above all
y'all niggas ain't ready for me
I hear you talking shit, but pussy nigga I ain't worried
But now they like my dick
I take the help and keep it whipping
you twice, that y'all niggas ain't ready for me
I hear you talking shit, but pussy nigga I ain't worried
But now they like my dick
I take the help
ain’t no waiting (Ain’t no waiting)
Stars on my roof like I made it (like I made it)
Bust down on my wrist, we ain’t basic (We ain’t basic)
Cali by
Jack I'm going to take you straight to hell
Oh my
Stingy Jack said that's fine but before you take me to hell could you please allow me one favor
to say
Way-hey, a-ho, way-hey, a-ho
cnd I walked the Red Road with all my relations
Honoring all I could see
Praying for peace for the Indian Nations
Let
have a different relation to get the lights up
Missiles nomore arrows pointing at me got my love struck
Can't deny I had some issues in the past
Moving
four underscore threes
What's my passcode
Is it a la mode ice cream
We all scream for ice beam found in
TM13
Vulpix can add that shit!
Or Ninetales
Lemme
was coloring a color book
Now an adult
I'm chance the rapper coloring my tunes
(Oh Lord),
That's all we thought we knew
Watchin spongeboob or Peter pan
my eyes
Sunset, Sunrise
There was so light no one by my side
I did it all alone
Picked up to all my broken bones
Take all you need from me and I still
yeah
I tell them you should do the same, hey yeah
Look, to all my relations
I put two feathers up now
It's a glorious occasion
Welcome to the 7th
I'm already high off this same pill
I told lil baby she can have mine
Like it's half time
Shoutout all my niggas living dad life
Tryna co-parent
Wit em
the winning hand when He rose
2 Peter 1:3, all things, LORD knows
All or nothing see I ain't bluffing and I ain't flexing
I'm turning up
They pulverized
She know all about my reputation
But I'm the only one who brings her sensation
Now she don't wanna be in rotation
Can we have a ship with these
your life issa Wonder
By green I meant the Rands man, don't betray your mans man
Try them get a grand slam, I don't need no damn Xan
I love all my fans
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