Lyrics:
a frown, I admit it
I was rolling all around with my hollows like a hound
Nigga pulled up to my house got to sparking, wasn't tripping
Said I fucked a bitch,
never go, blow for blow
Travel the world locked up under the jail
Stay alive we survive where it's real
We will survive (forever stay alive infamous
understandably shaken up by this release.
The question everbody wants to know is,
Why'd they get this nigga started?
Tupac, rather Makaveli, was not available for
gun for it
But wouldn't blow if George Jung wrote it
I cough on the chorus, sneeze on that loose leaf
Napkin
Nigga my loogies eat tracks up
Now while my
I'm gonna soar
And I'm beating it up, that pussy getting sore
In that double R truck, and you drive an Accord
Niggas got it fucked up, saying "Hajï is
to live
Moma shedding tears cause she couldn’t keep up with the bills
And it’s fucked up my own nigga told that shit to the classroom
Shittin’ on all of em
Growing colder by the second protecting my fundamentals
Going mental full metal jacket on the devil
I don't know if it was God
Or music that saved me
One
Girl I don't want your drugs
I've been up
For two whole days
I swear
Why you always
Trying to get high
Then you say you sliding by
Baby stay right
That's the kinda shit I like
You know I like EM freaks
Climb up to the top
Just to Hear you all scream
You can hear it when they on the peak
The light beem
with whores, Yeah that shits a faze
Walk in that bitch with a motha fucking bomb and my niggas gone pull up and blow up ya house
Stop reaching out for
I'm tearin' up body parts, makin' it smell like what the fuck?
Don't be thinkin' you gon' catch a nigga slippin' with your shit nigga
1-5-9 times up
have history
Fuck is at L bitch we only know victory
Uh, uh, uh had to go switch it up
I'm in the studio and I'm high as the fuck
I done took me a perc
the mailbox
Right by the door, and!
I can’t do right by a hoe
I’m G’d up but through my eyes I see my soul
Too much of a player to go out with a hoe
See me in
again
Every year that goes by, I'm way too old again
And I think that I should give up, but I got way too much pride
Don't wanna blow out the candles
the hell up
Keep it simple every time I flow
If you step to me I shall throw blows
Raise up like I's break nose
I ain't about talkin I'll lay 'em down
Skrrt ooh
Wake up in some cold sweats (Brrt, brrt)
I give you nightmares
Wake up in some cold sweats (Ha)
I just made a hundred in my sleep
It's no
Bitch don't blow my high
Bitch don't blow my high
And I love it when that drank touch down
We be smoking gas, gas, buy it by the pound
I'm up on they ass,
Yo I know no one knows me
As I fill my pockets with posies
So ring around the fuckin rosie
And fuck it this world can blow me
I'm just a kid with
ah, aiii!
Well, flick-a my Bic, baby!
If you ain't gonna get it on
Take your dead ass home [Repeat: x 5]
Well, light my fire baby, flick-a my
Needed by Gotham, it's Batman and Robin
I'm not too sure what your feelings about
You either want money or either want clout
You run in your city
bologna with mayo
I was up in my pole We from Wisconsin, put his ass in the snow
It's seven, ten thousand like we finna blow Fn's and Fn's I got Glocks
by the name of 2Pacalypse (uh)
The 707, my roost go hella far back to Floyd Terrace (yeah)
I pull a forty out of my ballcap
And then I flush it
by the name of 2Pacalypse (uh)
The 707, my roost go hella far back to Floyd Terrace (yeah)
I pull a forty out of my ballcap
And then I flush it
Turn this world upside down we pull up and we turn it upside down
Turn this world upside down we pull up and we turn it upside down
Turn this world
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