Lyrics:
get rid of kids, now that's ill
The top of your head can fly of the top of convertibles
Ain't gon' really take no time to come through and murder you
I
on TikTok
Trying' to get they bucks up
Memo+Riez gone head and tell them what's up
All these AI's trendin
But I'm doin' me
I be keepin' it real
Y'all really
Catch no shakes over jakes (boomp-boomp!) we bust back
Bring the marty to your face wit no place to run back
I'm from the slums that created the bass that
all around
By the time I'm done you'll be $2.99 a pound
[Verse Two:] Tim Dog
Coming from the butcher shop
Fuck with KRS and the Dog and get
See what I'ma do is, like...
I just kinda want to be able to, you know...
Smoke by myself,
Without kinda being bothered by what a motherfucker had
Look at your mother, teardrops
She just received a phone-call from the cops
"Your son will do life, 'cause he wigged a man's wife
Shot her with a gun
cuz
You need to come home, cuz
Man, you know a nigga gon' wait, man
Nigga standin' in that bitch by myself, man
You know what I'm sayin'
Feel what I'm
You brinin' re-enforcements through
You'll neva get me alive my gun is like glue
(Come wit it, come wit it)
Shots spread like the flu, do you lungs
Do
Hey, yeah
We the same brothas from a long time ago
We was talkin' about television and
Doin' it on the radio what we did was to
Help our generation
a bitch and can't fight
My gun is black and white Im bussing shells that will kill a whale
Sitting on some dope from 95 and it still will sale
My nigga
nothin, whatever you're doin is makin my brain feelin the touch
Eliminate hate, open the palms and carry your babies, I sing this song
Walk in the garden
your blood?
Did it come from your daddy and mama?
Were you converted by an Alabama song on the radio?
That feels so right
Did you lock eyes with
clueless
Come to find out my hood's in ruins
Askin myself what are you really doin
Talkin to the homie but I wonder if he's listenin
I don't know got to make
to take a fit pic' (yeah), huh
If she get out of line, she get dismissed (yeah)
If it come out his mouth, he get his lip split (baow)
Nigga, what, you
,
You better watch what you say!
From these INDUSTRY fucks,
To these faggot ass punks,
You don't know what it takes to get this motherfuckin` drunk
I'm
This is a call out to all the youth in the ghettos, suburbs, villages, townships. To all the kids who download this song for free. By any means.
of managers cry like
after a decision has not gone their way
C is for the continual criticism i recieve from the touchline
get back in your technical area!
D is
up at your residence (Migos)
What's the issue, "It wasn't us, bruh"
We know you flexin', got the information
So you still gon' get hit with
aim for your chest, I'm done wit it
y'all rap niggaz want your respect? Then come get it
[Chorus]
[Royce Da 5'9"]
Yo, yo, yo.. we must, represent for
devils bleedin', only black blood drippin'
We can change, what your mouth say?
I'm watchin' niggas work their lives out without pay
Whatever it takes
what?
What the fuck you lookin' at me for?
The man asked you a question
What the hell are you doin' here?
Nothin', I'm just here
Look, I don't wanna get
the guns down from my past, now I'm a target
Had to pick the guns back up, case they start sparking (woo)
Real peace, I'm tryna get closer to it
I can't
ride or die, I was doing fine
Took me by surprise, when I saw your eyes (Your eyes)
Sunshine beamin' through the empty sky
(Through the empty sky)
You
the morning after and now all the laughter is gone
Time to reflect on what you did cause they saying you wrong
I'm sure you had your reasons dawg
I don't
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