Lyrics:
Ay
Chyea baby
Squad
Baby, won't you come my way?
Got something I want to say
Cannot keep you out my brain
But first off I'mma start by saying
you are
You're not gonna ‘Lil Wayne’
Up this mothafucka!"
All I was thinking was
Since there's nothing else
To explain here, I'm done with this dude
So
But the hate ain't one
Fuck it the cash ain't either
So I'm strapped with a gun
I hit the West on the tip
While I'm flipping a '59
Eyes covered by
Mad Max
Mad Max
All the problems in the world a n*gga mad at
I put my foot right on the gas, I had to dash fast
And you know I'm never looking back,
'Cause I did the album with Crypt, not you
They ain't realize everything that I knew
I'm known by many, but respected by few
And I know nobody has handed
forget any details
Vacation for My Soul
Miss me, baby
'Cause I'm missing you
Wherever we'll be
There will be rest for me
'Cause you're a vacation for my
of the mark ass niggas I broke
'Cause big Breed, can do ya
While I'm smokin' my dope, and tryin' cope
Catch up as this shit gets mental
This chronic got me
for my darling
I'm fucking starving
Cooking up dope in the RV
Cook it with Harvey
Just bought a halfie
Flip it by half-three
I see the numbers enlarging
and
Your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.
And the love that I feel is so far away:
I'm a bad dream that I just had today -- and you
split shit
Who you is never heard of ya
At they neck with a hinokami kagura
Just packed up a four I'm a murderer
Like I went to tōtsuki how I serve it up
Nothing make a man feel better than his lady
Cause girl I got you
I know I'm always gone and I'm hardly never home
Don't worry bout nothing (baby
of dawn
I'm the Biz Mark, and I'm a sure shot
All of a sudden, you you you you..
I got a friend by the name of Charlie
Charlie got a wife by the name
things that's forever, my lady
We can make war or make babies
Back when I was nothin'
You made a brother feel like he was somethin'
That's why I'm with
Why you big mad
Pull up with a big bag
Where I'm from we live fast
Spend it when we get cash
Bad lil bitch from Japan
With a big ass
You can have yo
smoke it
Know what I'm sayin'?
And, and, and then Baby U, he a psychopathic
He a psychopathic thinker (uh-huh)
And, and, then we got, then we got
what gat we scratch serial
You leary though
We leavin' you to your funeral
Assumin' that you got the heart to bust back
I'm in the cut with not one but
Y'knahmsayin? I'm tryin to
Keep it civilized
But motherfuckers keep FUCKIN with
Me doe mayne
In case you don't know my name
I'm 'bout to tell you my name
Z-Ro
yeah)
Do you wanna bump and slump with us? (Uh-huh, yeah, yeah, baby, uh-huh)
We the type of people make the club get crunk
Say ah ha, hush that fuss,
on the game, now I'm feelin' like biz
Oh baby, you should know what it is
I can't make her wifey because she got some kids
Hey, why, why
I feel like I'm stuck in
baby in this mad world
I’m a little crazy but your a bad girl
In my world you can have diamonds and pearls,
I used to be poor, but now I splash cash when
good production
You get carried by beefing with some random fuck shit
I get carried by the ones I had carried aslan
I'm ruthless
One punch from me will
get longer,
Winding on and on.
Love lost hours make us hard.
You are power mad,
I think that's sad,
Real powers in our hearts.
We live our
the end of the night
Ima be the nigga you want
See uh
I'm the shit if you ain't heard
Game on invincible
Baby mark whalberg
Rubbed up on her ass
She ain't
Who fuckin' with Baby? Just laughed at you
Quick to beat a nigga up, leave him snaggletooth (uh, uh)
Hoppin' on a jet to get a bag or two (let's go)
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