Lyrics:
promise I'll be at the top it's time that I open the gates
It's time that I stood by name and fuck up the game in twenty four different ways
It's time that
dro, I think I'm 'bout to overdose
Trunk ain't bumpin' and jumpin', it got the holy ghost
Bricks by the fifty, ten, nah, shawty, forty more
Trap time,
dro, I think I'm 'bout to overdose
Trunk ain't bumpin' and jumpin', it got the holy ghost
Bricks by the fifty, ten, nah, shawty, forty more
Trap time,
Yeah, see me in 40
Yeah, I’m on a wave
Yeah, I’m gonna wait
Yeah, ice in my case
Yeah, see me in 20
Yeah, I got some Fendi
Yeah, I got some Bape
money, forty year old phenom
My fifteen minutes of fame has stretched beyond
At forty two be better than twenty fours
I carried the 4-5, mastered 48
look like I'm forty I live in a den
Freestyles better than the first one by far
I gotta check so I'm looking in my car
1, 2, 3 punchlines going to hard
I
on the guest list, yeah
Twenty-four carats on my necklace, yeah
Ballin' like I'm Kobe (swish), 2-4 on my jersey
I stay with the homies, they pop if you hurt
human chromosomes. Forty five samurais. Forty four candles. Forty three journeys. Forty two lettered name. Forty one rounds. Forty years of probation.
engine cutoff
One, two minute and forty seconds
Columbia now thirty-nine nautical miles altitude
Forty-two nautical miles downrange
Columbia you're
engine cutoff
One, two minute and forty seconds
Columbia now thirty-nine nautical miles altitude
Forty-two nautical miles downrange
Columbia you're
do me strong thing
Money dey twenty bottles is nothing
Make you follow me go house you said i'm up to something
Backside and the front thing
Jeka
nigga (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Do it the way we do it with E-4-0 Charlie Hustle
Look, I went from rags to riches, stank hoes to bad bitches
Stealin' niggas
nickels
I’m going to count by 5
This right here is for my nickels
I’m going to count by 5
10, 15 20, 25 30, 35 40, 45 50, 55 60, 65 70, 75 80
85 90, 95
retarded, going often
If he put up 20 then we
Going to leave with 40
Show him how we do it
Show him how we exploring
Like Dora man I ain't
Even really started
the closet (Bitch)
Forty rounds in the Zastava, go head count it (Fah fah fah)
Zastava (What)
Hit 'em with the llama (Fah fah)
Who want drama? I'm on edge from
hundreds
Fuck your fives, tens, and twenties
Niggas counting hundreds
I'm a different kinda nigga
Coke dealer my profession
Thousand dollar salad dressing
on the floor or bring you to the door ho
All my niggas CN City they Trained To Go shawty (Go shawty)
I got a O-40, wit' like four bodies on it (Bodies on it)
nothin' but the street life
They love they way I shine
This world is mine, it's all mine
Up early in the morning, got gold in my eye
Got a 4-5 that'll
so I stay out yo bod-day,
Hydo-hottie,
I'm mighty morphine haterz couldn't stop me,
Be -Legit drop the bomb like Nazis,
20 blunts a day,
High
every promise made that never saw the light
I get my own forty acres give me four nights
Four o's a glock forty for the jackets and I'm right
All the four
'ma find you and my AP nine don't jam
I'm a rider, you can't take it out of me, man
I be wildin', you can wait by my house for me, fam
I will fire
'ma find you and my AP nine don't jam
I'm a rider, you can't take it out of me, man
I be wildin', you can wait by my house for me, fam
I will fire
A;谢晨曦，刘志
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OP: 音频怪咖（菏泽）文化传
feelings
In the A.M
Cause by the P.M
Yeah they'll probably go away
You gonna tell me
Just how much you love me
Then watch how we turn it to hate
I'm out
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