Lyrics:
They say it takes twenty-one days for this
I got eleven days left
And I'm way too high to mix
Tryna get you off my chest
She been sitting on my
flying through the sky
While landing in New York, dawg, I'm not that wise
Just spent a twenty for the jet, might as well try
Niggas can't have my shit
figga, coochie licker, relationshipper
Damn right I'm wit' her twenty/four/five, she gettin' thicker
By the daily, as a child they couldn't fade me
lie awake
my mistakes playing back in my head
every word that i wish i had said
if you were here you'd get an earful tonight
your fingers
The world can't buckle my knees
So I'm never gon' let it
She keeps looking at me
So now she gon' get it she want it
And by the wonderful moaning
That
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I don't fuck with anything basic
My vision's 20/20, I don't need Lasik
Played a card, boy I aced it
These
and detour thought more
minds with signs of minds on 8 by 10
class when atomic lines
You keep a deep thought, bop bought
My planet court
I'm a one of one by the way
They know we the ones by the way
Where you from by the way
I'm where I'm from by the way,
Two fingers and a thumb by
and those that toil
Are equalled in the fact that
All pay homage to this mortal coil.
Icy fingers grasping madly
Get a grip upon my throat -
And slowly
you're Kris Kross
Yeah, you know I'm definitely the boss
Gonna shoot you with my gun
Which is considered violent
I'm gonna choke you
Turn your face purple
choke my own chicken head
Cupped around my balls with my dick
When I'm talking that shit
Yep, there he go, feeling himself
You can blame it on the devil
but I overcame
Call me by my name don't be rude
My name is Penguin Dude
The Penguins pecker ready to strike at his opponents
Putting in more holes that
the mountains
Drip till you need a mop
Poppin' in my ankle sock
Drop, you can't make me stop
So long
I've been gone for so long
SMD choke artist
Energy
and there I sought for the pay-streak of my dreams.
So twenty years, with their hopes and fears and smiles and tears and such,
Went by and left me long
gangsta, tell me how you do it
How you get through it and them other niggas blew it
I keep my eye on the prize then pursue it
Chase it like a cheetah, choke
We used to be number 10, now we're permanent one
In the battle lost my finger, mic became my arm pistol nozzle hits your nasal,
Blood becomes luke
gotta couple thotties out in Pasadena
All the haters balkin’ I stay smackin’ dingers
Man, I’m at Raising Canes munchin’ chicken fingers
I had to eat
Mustard greens
Turkey thighs
Grocery list, just to get by
Mama text my phone but the bitch still blocked
Pull up to the bar while yall pour'n up
acoster kid capture the flaggy braggy
Tragedy man Cassandra, actually raised by women
My father skated but he left me with latent addiction
One
I've got no worries
I've got no regrets
Who they think they're kidding
They ain't seen nothing yet
You point my finger try to tell me I'm wrong
tried hard
For all the things that I wanted but my money was inadequate
Probably be killed by my cousins back in Africa
If they knew I risked my free
Back and Forth with the cooler cats
They would break my back if they could and
I could go home and just be myself
Just be by myself, But I shouldn't
Friend or foe, if or so, pick a lane
Lil' Wayne on my single now
Fucking hoes like I'm single now
Triggers close to my fingers now
But when the label
ride for my dogs, get high with my dogs
Niggas won't snitch, don't abide by the law
Blowing loud on the porch
Makaveli on my thoughts
How many real
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