Lyrics:
you fear me
And fear is better than respect, y'all niggaz hear me?
If I smack the shit outta this nigga
His man over here be like, "Yo what? Nigga
a pro with my tool, I call her Tim Allen
Man forget my mistress, my side chick, my salt wife
You the one I've been waiting for my whole life
And pardon me
even keep up, you chase your own tail
Catch you at the motel 6, gettin' your dick sucked by a grown male
With your toe nail up his ass like oh well, you
(Hook)
Applying some pressure but no psi
I rap wit no money I’m not a rich guy
I get me enough and it’s gettin me by
Don’t wanna die comfortable
Chase
Never gonna find, no, never gonna find, no
Never gonna find what you wanna find
Chase, that storm
And even so
What happens when you catch that
with me
I told you he is washed that's why he tries to rinse me
Taking shots and they miss me, I count the shots and by now
And man I think it's in
the same
Live by the rifle, you die by the rifle, the cycle that nobody tryna change
Dont claim the streets but my pops was Disciple got Demons in me
the street, so I know what's up
On these silly games that's played by the women
I'm only happy when I'm goin' up in 'em
But you know, I'm a menace to society
you've walked through it
I catch it, hold it open for her, cause you weren't present enough to do it
I see you at your crib chilling on the game console
So
PM be trapping on the late nights lately
Mad, but I can't take time off
I am not in my bag
Chasing that bread
Mad man, it is never enough
Crazy how
on a shirt that's for fucking sure
That's the only way that you'll catch a buzz
Potato on the barrel they can catch a spud
I be in the streets you can catch
in the park for us
When it seems that we've had it ruff
You would think that we had enough
Another walk in the park for us
Another walk in the park
hoes man up all you niggas jokes stand up
I stay by the pole Santa
Designer every show panda
These police and they phony
I be in the streets on my doley
There's no hoe in me
They know that I'm realer than donny
She kinda stole from me
You know take your man's body
Too much road in me
I do
that's just part of nature
Everybody wanna act tough until they meet they maker
I wasn't born in the culture so I made mine
You can catch me in the clouds
so I know what's up
On these silly games that's played by the women
I'm only happy when I'm goin' up in 'em
But you know, I'm a menace to society
big enough for eight bitches
Rich bitches, big bitches, nigga, listen
Big Richard hit different (yeah, let's go)
Every car, man, it's mine, never
alive, so she believe
Just enough to do exactly what I say
When I'm about to catch my nut
But my money on, my money is extra on
And if you ain't getting
when I'm drinking
Without blinking man, I'll tare your crew like pages
I'll rip you from the backyard of ? ...
[--A+ ]
A plus the lyrically
Cheki! If it isn't the man of substance himself
Ah, the sick Sikh! What are you doing in the studio, man?
I was just delivering some jokes around
and not to Xerox, weird not
Enough to make you fear a lot from here watch
I ran scrimmage and I fought
To the damn finish
And I popped eyes open without
it easy for a moment, need to catch my breath
(These) are the battles that can turn a boy into a man
I think I can, I think I can, I think I can
No,
enough for
As my heart goes by
I'm gonna need your love
I will catch your sigh
And i'll really feel your soul
Seventy days and seventy nights
get cold, see my block been hot
50 give me the word
Niggas would have been pop
Fuck a interview nigga I get into you nigga
Enough hearin' 'bout what you
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