Lyrics:
figure out what's making all these teardrops fall down
Is it the cold or just the pain from last night's fallout?
Thoughts in my head, she and her friends
like queen latifah
Smokin good za yea
Da refer
Try to rob ya meet the reeeper
My soldiers dey be lurkin quiet u cant seem like cena
Uh yea
Yea i kinda
playing with lava
I told him a dead man can't play with no commas
You already know that I'm true to the hustle
Broke a brick down and watch how it
fallin' slow
Can't ain't even call a ho
I'm feelin' smalla loc
Next thing to do is rob a ball of folks (give it up, nigga)
Shit's real
We peel for
'cause I know that I am, man
I'm goin' down in history like American Bandstand
I stay fresh to def like the neighborhood dope man
I stay on the top
way down to the carpet
Look good on the manikin
But wait until I rock it
I got'cha lookin' at me
Wanna pat me like the police
The F-D-N and Y can't
way down to the carpet
Look good on the manniquin
But wait until I rock it
I got'cha lookin' at me
Wanna pat me like the police
The F-D-N and Y
three)
I'm bout my money hangin' out
The window throwing up the play
Boy bunny, ain't never phony I'm a
Keep it moving man cause I'm always
Hungry
fuckin' mouth (he won't)
Live at the Oscars, you can't make up this story
Her boo August Alsina got beat up by Tory
Jada probably called him to see if he
of Saturn on my knuckles, like trucks do
Life 40 acres and a mule I'm down to buck soon, my tool iller starts
Could make the world around my lost souls keep
something ion like
BLOCKOW
Still on my dick cuz I’m man
Touch Pedro or Quazy get shot down
Mj mid range you a knock down
I jus get money and smoke pot now
You
man, these niggas some rugs
We havin' extensions, lil' bitch, I'm a plug
Ayy, hit the show in a Sprinter with thugs
Bankroll nothin' but dubs
She
through she gon get piped down
Say you finna rob who? yea right pipe down
If you slide grab two you can get it right now
Every time I get up in my mode
Man
came and get it I got the smoke
Niggas jam me everywhere Lil' Snupe
Name up in every coast
They say man that nigga ballin'
Nigga know how I come
Yeah he
Paranoia, paranoia
All the things I can't afford right now
Slowly creeping all up on ya
It gon shoot ya dead, shoot ya dead, man down
Man down (Man
through the city in a top down coupe, with my seat back
I been getting money dawg, but you lil niggas knew that
She say she love me, she love the money
Man we even kept our heads down
But they shot lil homie on the chest
Still expect me to keep my hands down
I Swear if you no fit take my breath
I would
(Yeah LO$)
I'm da man in my city dey kno me
I get designer drugs for dirt cheap
Stay down in da trap nigga no sleep
Jus kno if u book me im toating heat
got alotta friends
No mo lies I aint gotta check in
I can't do it no no no
I can't do it no no no
Nooo I am not locked down
I can do my thang
I am not
and Pimp see you know they down wit us
Black Rob and Eightball, down wit us
M.J.G. you know he down wit us
B-Legit and E-Feezie down wit us
My nigga
So y'all keep smokin' that good-good
Help ya fly along, high
High in the sky
Roll a Cigarillo, fire it up n' hit it
Feels so good man, it's hard
It's 47
The plug ain't gone show me love, I'm no good at selling drugs
I really can't fuck with scrubs, they gone fuck my money up
It's either rap
a weapon I can't lose
Peep my vibe or keep zip your lips
Why won't you choose
To love everybody
Bitch how many times
Are you gonna ignore
The signs in
breakfast
Rob my mans and gave it back, stupid, we still stretched 'em
When I wanna talk about nothing
Take me a lil' break from the money
I'ma come
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