Lyrics:
rapper
A big bank roller and a cold, cold capper
Hey baby, I got this rhyme
It's not gonna stop till the end of time
Like rock and roll I'll play that
throw those grenades you better be
Ready, not iced out and petty
Neckful couldn't match one oil drop from Getty
That's ran by the icon who just left
grenades you better be
Ready, not iced out and petty
Neckful couldn't match one oil drop from Getty
That's ran by the icon who just left Exxon
And spilled
Marvin Gaye
By noventa seis I was living
In a city adjacent to a couple of places
Leave you black and blue if you be wearing red
Have you spilling red if
posted by my door
I'm from Da No
Yeah I stay Polo to the floor
Ooh, my money long, I cut my homies short
From Golden Acres, what it is
It really ain't i
Because my woman is fine as wine
And she goes by the name of Louis Line
But she didn't come here with me this time
I'm feeling real sad, but not that bad
I'm comin' from a different scene
We could take it time by any means
You best believe there's more many means
You can live it all if you want it
You're
zones
Baby come thru
Somewhere that I know
Promise that you won't
Leave me alone
A shot of patron
Followed by more
Got me on the floor
Twiz tell me
you baby don’t need a teacher
Every time that I’m fucking you know I dive in the deep end
Track to my life baby girl and you the feature
I'ma make you
I gave her my Heart
But she still want a fuckboy
I can't always wait & see until I drop oh
I don't ever know if you can see the real me
Baby just
low
I juggle the onions, the buttons, the drop for the Faygo
I had to switch up my line
A couple of times
Them boys out here tapping the pay phones
Baby
scared to plant my seeds, fear of high's gonna grow
Living in a messed up time, a messed up court
I'm telling ya, you can't do shit no more!
It's bigger
it one time
And for sure you'll be back more than one time
And when I roll
I roll by myself
But fool don't get it twisted get beside yourself
Britney
Told her hit me hit me hit me baby one more time
You a nine add a one and a zero that’s a twenty one
Where that booty from
Make that booty jump
This
baby
And that I'd understand maybe if you were zero XP
You must messing with me
Dancing by the moonlight
Things are going so right
Losing track of our
Shaken by dreams
Am I loose at the seams
When I'm feening the healing
Always something I'm needing
Taken aback by the brunt of it all
Keeping track
Last night I went down to the railroad tracks
To watch that train roll by
99 cars screaming into the dark
I heard the lonesome whistle cry
With
the names I've written on my blacklist
Think you're Tony Montana
But you look more like a Hannah
Ain't no Billy Cyrus you're his daughter in disguise
Singing
Now I ain't back just for the sake of just saying I'm back
I could relax but I'd rather stack ammo on tracks
Couple Xanax, light a couple wax candles
you on down
It's time we make like we was making tracks for higher ground
I'm always taking chances and got me by on luck
One a few and lost a few,
Gotta quit while we're ahead
No more tears are gonna shed
Broke up Tuesday, called back Wednesday
Fucked up Thursday, Said by Friday
Thought about
'd take you higher
Give you more
More
I'd give you more
More
I'll give you more
More
Baby I'll give
More
Baby I'll give
More
You more
yours
I've been making beats since before you wore drawers
Baby diaper having dudes do your chores
Giving more than what you had in store
Setting up
Cause, baby, now we're found by each other's love
So let's stay on this track
Let's stay on this track
You can hold me now
And if the bad times come our
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