Lyrics:
feel
It ain't a big deal AH-AH-AH-AH
AyyWalker on the top
We running the guap
As we never check the clock
Do not flow with the opps
Putting pressure
I love niggas
From small time crooks to big-time drug dealers
My homeboyz, the only thing a nigga got left
I love my niggas to death, we ain't
the shit just spit now it's dirt
Death pressing ya and ya like a hustler on the first ya need work
Stand by the grand high exalted
At your door with
by then these faggots probably be done killed me
I tell my son, keep it real, give why'all niggas each a bill
So what's the deal, niggas why'all know
a stash
Kelly got a house, big house on a hill
Kelly's so blessed, thick, yes XL
Kelly ain't-Kelly ain't got no chill
Kelly don't really give a fuck how
You your daddy's son, yo, first I hear the beat
I-I get- trap-a-holics mixtape
I'm a real big baller cause I-
Like a light show making big money
mothafucking bills
Everybody running from the truth
A bihh rather hear a lie
No Makaveli faking death bitch everybody gotta die
Nigga if I fuck with you I fuck
in my Figaro
Oh you know what, bro? I ain't even know
Walkin' out the Gucci store, 'bout to spend a hundred so
Lil' bitty bitch, with a big booty
Damn, it can't get no worse than this 'cause I done hit rock bottom
I'mma get up on a muthafuckin' sack and a big ass bottle to solve all my
me, you need me
This ain't no shoulder with a chip or an ego
But what you think they all mad at me for?
You need a real woman in your life (that's
sit still
Now money's not a big deal
I'm rich, I wipe my ass with six mil'
Big bills like a platypus
A caterpillar's comin' to get the cannabis
I'm
pussy nigga
Who you talkin bout?
Fuck nigga, we can have a paper work party
But she ain’t got no patience
Shawty do that work for me
Every day I’m all
gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti
Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But
Ain’t no more loyalty
Dey ain’t real
Not even death can surprise me
I’m been walk-in with Jesus
Satan tryna catch me but I’m dodgin with my prayers
Ion
Sagat,
I'm up against these ropes,
And ain't no tellin' if I win or not,
These gloves are getting heavy,
It's fight or flight you know how that goes,
gone end though
Hell no, I ain’t going out without a fight Bill
I don’t know bout politics but I know this ain’t right Bill
Speaking of politics coulda
I gotta feeling this will thrill
Go get your grill pay, big big bill
Dance like me dude, this ain't no chill
Let's hit the party, no big deal
Make
daughter a skateboarder
Too many times we've left them behind
Can't trust no lies thats why I make these tracks
Outcast don't ask why I rap
Big boi on my
licorice lip balm.
FATHER BILL:
Your lips look severely burnt.
UNCLE WALTER:
Dino Sore’s big baby blues pierced him through and through, causing him
and dodging arrows by cupid
Told him my Zodiac signs a S with two lines through it
And I'm just getting my feet wet I ain't even hit my peak yet
I'm a big
nigga that killed with ya, squealed with ya
I deal with ya like my son
Stare at the sun and you'll be lookin'
In my eyes homie stand for something
'bout mud in your sink
You like to mistake a street
Nigga for real nigga
The same nigga that kill with
You'll squeal with you
I deal with you like my son,
that’s real,
I’m strapped up and niggas know the deal,
She gone pop that ass for a nigga with bills,
I’m nigga wit bills, chasing these mills
She gone
spitting hard shit
Just like we used to
I run up on you just like a phone bill
It's a waste of time to tell you how I'm just so real
I'm a big deal, you's
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