Lyrics:
i miss ya this thug gonna miss ya til i'm wit cha'
it was 90 on the P.E. tour when we mashed down
doesn't even seem like 7 years passed
both
a miracle (ain't that a bitch)
Y'all know that Bone's gon' pop, ten years and still we blow
Just admit that we rock, all night long
You know we keep it thug
Always felt like I was the lost lamb and they was looking at me hungry on the hunt like they seein some lunch
Humiliation every single day but now I can
the greatest but
Now that shit is the fuck clear
Bitch, if it's up then it's stuck there
You hear me clown? You try to stare me down
You can meet the man
this thug gonna miss ya til I'm wit cha'
it was 90 on the P.E. tour when we mashed down
doesn't even seem like 7 years passed
both rodies now homies
and they missed, bitch
Ain't had no luck
We gon' get back in the Corolla
556 hit a Tahoe, flip it over
He think it's a brick but I hit it with soda
Drywall
seven
Years in the Feds and I still passed
My peers
Bitch I own my own house and I
Own my own cars them Niggas used
To laugh at me on them monkey
Bars
bitch
What you gone do now bitch
What you gone do now bitch
What you gone do now bitch
What you gone do now bitch
Wonder if Jesus got hated this much
We
a video for the record we did
Can't believe I'm tellin' my nigga Hank, "Rest in peace"
Believe me when I tell you that this year was stressin' me (it was)
the man
Bitch I'm the man, bitch I'm the man, bitch I'm the man
I get to the cash
These niggas is crafts, they making me laugh
I walk in the mall, grab
know woah, yeah
We smoking different strains
If Puna was a person then Puna's who I am
Take the Can-Am to the ranch
And put them horse's in the stables
know woah, yeah
We smoking different strains
If Puna was a person then Puna's who I am
Take the Can-Am to the ranch
And put them horse's in the stables
know woah, yeah
We smoking different strains
If Puna was a person then Puna's who I am
Take the Can-Am to the ranch
And put them horse's in the stables
fool
I'ma' savage so salvage what you can do
And make yo' move
I took yo' bitch and now you
Don't know what to do here's the clue
She in the bedroom with
tracks
Ear to ear I can't have 'cause the fear my peers defamed rap
Now we
Gotta get back to the music
Gotta give back to the youth this product
I'm in HI, you know woah, yeah
We smoking different strains
If Puna was a person then Puna's who I am
Take the Can-Am to the ranch
And put them horse's
transferred from on
Party to the next" You got
A miserable bitch on a
Blog who writes something negative about
You, you read it, and now you're miserable
themselves
But by depressed social and economic
Conditions: and we can always count on
The Communists to exploit those conditions
Poverty is probably
regret)
Seven long years
(You can save the drama)
Nothin' but tears
(You might as well run on back to yo' baby's mama)
Baby, I'm gone
('Cause by
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
the government?
Fuck it, homey, I'ma laugh now and cry later
Get your paper, we can laugh now and cry later
All you players, you can laugh now and cry later
the field with this shit all day
Ain't No stallin need my paper hondelay we had to starve stack and pray
Now im finna flex on a bitch like Mitch cause
bleeds
Now we watchin' from floor seats
I keep on grindin'
Swear to God, they can't stop me
If I liked it I copped it
Spend all I got when I ride
My
Shoot, then you had to run
Now you know why gangsters and drugs doesn’t make the young
Cause, we were 7 years old with a pallet gun
Bakka, Bakka
We were 7
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