Lyrics:
by tonight
Just a little push, and you'll be smilin'
So you play your albums, and you smoke your pot
And you meet your girlfriend in the parking
choose
The prodigal sun dead at 21
Hard done by youth
Unstable and recluse
No point of view
Poster child for abuse
Living is a constant fight
Tell me
a casket, like the Taker
21-and-0 on you haters, 21 Os
Step up in the building, something like Elvis
I'm 'bout to re-up, this here
Better than my last, uh
They got me killin' with them
They got me sinnin' with them
Smokin' drum, holdin' arms, bustin' guns with them
They got me fearin' the pen,
by tonight
Just a little push, and you'll be smilin'
So you play your albums, and you smoke your pot
And you meet your girlfriend in the parking
I'm only 21 but ima make it huh
Every song on the album
I really made it, I ain't even break a sweat
I really put the ink to the paper
While they tryna
Workin' on the album at the same time, you know what I'm sayin?
Visionary boy (C Sick)
Yeah yeah, uh, yeah, we gon' do it for '96 (yeah)
We gon' do it
tummy, and your face is lookin' yummy[01:18.65]I'm a zombie, motherfuck, you can't kill me[01:21.79]That's how it is, how it was, and how it will be, will
popping)
Do y'all niggas bust ya guns? (Hell yeah we bust our guns!)
Do y'all fuck 'em 'til they cum? (Damn right we make 'em cum!)
Do y'all niggas bust
hits you don't understand!
Highly elevated
Elevator going up
Floor 21
Tell mom I'm home
I'm tryna rest a lil some
Family time like family guy
Call me
Artist: lolly thee illest ft Young2unnbeats
Album Title: black Mary
Track Title:birthday fat
Track No: 2
Birthday fat !
Pause or pass
You can never
a gun it's old P, new P
Prob'ly layin' in the sun
Prob'ly on a PI, if I call you king
I ain't talkin' 'bout rap, nigga
That status go to BI
You can fuck
com, check the domain
It's comin' too soon, album on the way
People ask me if I pray, I say, "Yeah, once in a blue moon"
Oops, I mean a red moon, I
When you creep through the hood and kill your own kind
They building county jails, and penitentiaries
They gettin' ready for the motherfucking 21
run di game like peloton
Show up to yuh spot murder everyone
I murder niggaz a lot I'm a savage like 21
I'm from Kingston I buss big guns I buss big
It's the return, East Atlanta, Santa!
Off the wall, off the chain
Off the top, I'm off the leash
So many freaks coming by the spot
Had to move,
might bet your soul on Fanduel now
When this album drop its 196 only gods can rule now
Got guns like a patriot I'm plotting on a billacheck
buns like I'm
)
And when I see you I'ma take what I want
So, you tried to front, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)
You ain't real, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)
My, first album
[Intro]
Woke up this mornin', (yeah)
You got yo'self a gun (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got yo'self a gun
[Nas]
Yo, I'm livin' in this time behind enemy
ping pong nunchako (Nunchaku)
Nadzieja na to by znów hip hop miał jakość Mam taką
Wyjebane czy Czujesz mą jazdę dla Ciebie Mówię o niczym
A dla Mnie
you 'cause you love my brother like you did
Just promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big
And if I die before your album drop I hope
my social media seriously
Because it was a
Warning
I'm about to point a gun and pull the trigger
Warning
I'm about to point a gun and pull the trigger
coast, North and South
I got my niggas The Top Guns here
We gonna sign this one off like this:
My life's been a great story in the ultimate war
wouldn't grab the gun
And at that time I wasn't thinkin about no one
Damn near crazy I went and grabbed the baby
Held him by the door and said i'ma throw his
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