Lyrics:
I've allotted
As much potential as a prophet
But if I do it wrong they’ll prolly
Paint me as a profit
So stop it Stop it
Fumble mumble like I’m not it
started
Yeah, man
You say you're searching for somebody that'll take you out and do you right
Well, come here, baby, and let daddy show you what it
You actin' like you sick in the head, I got the antidote
I'm comin' with a question most niggas ain't got the answer fo'
I'm cool as a fan but I'll
All the rude haters
Are just a bunch of traitors
So do me a favor
And save the trash for later
Cause I don't wanna hear it
All that needs to quit
get tagged
Fuck up his head like a durag
Relapsed again, I'm like why did I do that
Heard someone lookin' for me
Pull up then I'm by my Vlone, no V
Make
to where you can't speak
And Rozay will give a sober man 2 left feet
Another henny on the rocks, and I'll be okay
If you give me another shot of the E&J
the subject
Ok
(This bitch don't know about Pangaea, uhm)
Brain leave it alone
I'm starving, are you hungry by chance?
Oh my god I'm so hungry
Yes, do you
a drive-by
Cyanide pride written right up on the side
We're the mustaches and the cool sunglasses
That the Beatles started wearing when they started doing acid
wish you well
I still wish you well
There's nowhere quite like memories I quite like
Seagulls do their usual and fly by
I think gonna lament again
phone dey ring o money dey call o
Emotionally
I dey cool my mind o I no dey vex
One of the things I'll like to talk about
Love na energy wey connect us
Aye, thought you was cool, huh
Thought you was cool, huh
Thought you was cool, but you act new every time I'm out of sight
I got a rule, living by
me as I glide.
Pour me a drink, I’ll make my own jet lag.
And we’d all be singing.
Had lots of work to do we've left behind.
There’s nothing on my
always get tripped by a van (skrrt)
I pop in my mama, my bitch, and even my baby mama whip a sedan
I just paid some bands with five-hundred grand, I'm
(hey)
All these shots, are you niggas havin' fun yet? (Buck, buck)
I'ma do it by the book so run that (hey)
Take ya bitch, then I ride into sunset
Verse 1 (J-kwon)
There’s way too much talking bout what I ain’t got
If we beef and a week go by I’m like why he ain’t shot
What you know about
J first place and nobody else contesting
She grabbed me by the hand, led me to a new obsession
I do all of this for you and that's my number one
ain't all it's cracked up to be
The hover craft's cool but the air's so putrid
You can tell by the stench in the air
Blood's on the ground,
and cars (cars)
Wanna live VIP rubbing shoulders wit stars (stars)
Wanna fly in G4's (4's)
Or sail the seas then your wish is my command
You can do
just tryna do me
Don't care about a dime, mane I need the whole piece
That flame stuff is cool when you're trying to release
But I need that water
D-twelve Logic Joyner doc Dre Royce Tupac Jay-Z J. Cole Kendrick Nate dogg snoopy Fifty ice cubey LL busta twista
Andre Three thousand, they all fire
I
They watching me they watching me
Sparks flying sooner or later aint no stopping me
I do it fa da hood i swear my folks got love fa me
Im coming fa
2pac in me
I tally up these bodies like a mosoleum lobby
Buncha yous, one I, logo of illiminati
Do a show and move ya body
Reved up like a new Ducati
[Intro]:
{Convict}
(Yeah, SHADY)
{Convict Music}
(Guess who's back)
Still here, haters
{Akon & Obie (Trice), Yeah}
Whatcha gonna do it
here and let it die.
Ev'ry step you take
I'll be there right by your side.
Cause it's breaking up my heart
Feel like dying.
Breaking up my heart
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