Lyrics:
could find them
By fucking with him
I'm tired of losing my faith
And then looking to fake to
Replace all my feelings within, i"
I don't wanna lose
arrestin'.
Though rich in suit and chinese slipppers,
I'm stil impressive up on the racks
Old school cap from way back
Gave 'm my milk, cuz he now wipin'
Gimme, gimme
I'm talking to my pillow 'cause
That thing called
I got love
Gimme, gimme
That thing called
I got love
I'm free now
Gimme, gimme
And them niggas on the corner every morning gettin' money,
Yes sir, and those who died by the gun,
And now they dead and gone,
I'm doin' this one for
Yes, it's dark but you're not alone
(Rich Jones)
Watching the world pass by
My favorite pastime
I was going places once
I could show you how to run away
Ayy
Know you sick and tired of hearin' the talk around the town about the kid
Just bought my dream house, you should stop by when you free so you
and usin more words that shoot her from the hip quick
rapper raids and charge on the turn around
these hoes are chosen and all 'cause im runnin out
im in key
a Roley
I stand here in my Boy Better Know tee
Not surprised by nothing you show me
Never been arrested, never had a Co-D
But I'm as real as it gets, blud,
Next time, Nick @ Nite
We at lost try [?] bank cards
Live fast, die young tryna get far
No bitch, my whip not a rental
Got rich off these
missin
Its old tradition how we click and fall in position
The rap coalition, we gettin rich an
[A+]
Poetically I'm deadly like a crucifixion
Buddha
niggas acting
Im booting up
take it by force
Melanin active
They showed ancestors
No remorse
KK wats happenin
Unveil ya face
Report to war
It's such
train
Ya know the one behind Jimmy's bar
Whistling by like a shooting star
Its rhythm reminds me of the rain
And let's go swimming in that river
I
(wow)
Tay Money tricks, I'll show them around (ooh)
Ow, you can eat this by the pound
He like how it feel, he love how it sound
Bitch, I'm a queen,
feeling the surge (Surge)
And I'm getting the urge (Urge)
To go give 'em the Word
Yes, I gotta rejoice 'Cause with my voice
I was screaming at chicks
it was
We was rappin' for a reason to cuss
Now I just rap 'cause I'm fuckin' in love with it
Kinda shy guy, so I had to go public with it
Hip-hop
the ideology of Willie Lynch
Now it's all making sense, lets breed ignorance
'Cause ignorance is bliss, watch the bliss make us filthy rich, bitch
[Chorus]
Old age wisdom and the world grown bald
But you're still amazed by every little hair that falls
And I wonder if repetition makes one forget
'cause
the mornin', grab my strap because I need it
You never seen a body, so, don't ask me why I keep it
Dawg-ass hoes wanna get rich off nigga semen
I don't trust
Hours passing by
With the beat one two
Said it's days like these kicking back
Just doing what we do
Number one I'd find some
Loving in the sun
no time
Put it on everything i love i aint never dropped a dime
Im not rappin bout no guns cuz im motivating crime
But i pull that bitch out
watch me
Serenade the pot
In the kitchen
I'm making
Big moves
Like a
Republican
But I stay
Just for
The brother man
Cuz it ain't no rights
Like he
Had my back against the ropes
I had to figure it out
At first you didn't love me
But you love me now
I made my daddy rich
And my momma proud
I'll do
to boast, you get taught by yo neck, don’t make no jokes, I don’t do good with threats, bitch I’m a dog, and a frog, where the vet, hit from the back, grab
of camel
Don't trust me, pussy nigga, I'll scam you
Don't trust bitches, 'cause these hoes
They'll trap you
Young rich nigga, show my ass like a baboon
Got
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