Lyrics:
knows the bread is my Mrs.
30, side of my pocket
She wanna fuck but she think that I'm toxic
I was outside with the shooters and shit
Got so many bitches
for more options
Vivid dreams of the princess and king
Overfilled with laughing
Laughing about lil 'ol, lil 'ol me
Then one day, you called me your
(nigga what.)
Let's put this shit down my lil' homey, Mr. Turner, with the murder.
He got my back, you know he put me up on game.
When they get up,
a rapper disrespect me I smack him in his mouth
I tow him in a yoke, grab him by his throat - boom! then I knock him out
I keep heat and keep the clips in
hunnids blue, money fallin
Ice drip, got your favorite lady callin
She a trip, so I got lil shawty fallin
Got a shawty outta Cali but I never been to Cali
shit get with me
hah so if for any reason you forget, forfeit
and call me mr. I'll take your chick
haha, nah, call me mr. upgrade or mr. front page
call
the Brad.
You punk motherfucker, I'm comin' agg...
Mr., Mr. Scarface, for the nine-trey.
Niggas packin' nines, fuck you, bitch, I pack an A.K.
Fully
brother, he be snappin' too
Got tired of fuckin' bitches by the one
When I can fuck 'bout two
Free lil' Blue, I got it from my nigga
Now I’m first to shoot
hunnids blue, money fallin
Ice drip, got your favorite lady callin
She a trip, so I got lil shawty fallin
Got a shawty outta Cali but I never been to Cali
to short, your legs to small
I'm the sure shot shit off of deputy dog
Break it in two and true so do
By myself I can take you and you and you and you
Straight
anymore
You had a dream
But you wasn't too sure
Tears fallin' from ya eyes as you prayed to the Lord
Needed the sunshine to just be sure
I'm just vibin'
looks is Unique
Whose Mrs. Huxtable smart and a freak
Can whip it up like a chef
Cas I be eating
Meat eater or vegan
Yes, I need three
Three beezies that
baby, i'm just saying
This could be a pretty thing if you would just stop playing
Fallin (Yeah)
Fallin
Put a little bit of lemonade on my wrist, dog
Got
I come from a place
Run by a man named Mr. Page
Took everything and he wanted more
Gun and a knife and he used them both
Smack ya in the head
with the blues (ooh)
Going Mr. T with the jewels (ooh)
Get salt over by your boo (ooh)
I ain't never kickin' no spooks
Nigga say he thinkin' bout
jackin', str8 jackin'
What, what
Yall can test me but you aint getin nothin' x2
Second Verse :[Mr. Shadow]
Step a lil closer, cause I ain't scared
I
and keep it spinning
Went gold in two weeks, I'm on a spineless spree
Cause it's are-E-S-P-E-see-T for Lil Ke
Now to guarantee, with the more satisfaction
tell me that I can't hear
Go on tell me that my mama use to e on welfare
Sticks and stones may break my bones
but names could neva hurt me Mr. Hater
everybody start brawling
You ain't got no game you stallin
Hit the hesitation you fallin
Mr greenlee came out encouraged me
And told me my game was evolvin
though
The loud wild off the gate, don't need your molly
As a git, you scraped the candy, Mr. Charlie
Nowadays I ride a foreign by Mr. Charlie
I got
though
The loud wild off the gate, don't need your molly
As a git, you scraped the candy, Mr. Charlie
Nowadays I ride a foreign by Mr. Charlie
I got
feel your legs kid
I'm a gangsta corporate hustla, my voice is illustrious
Hounded by vicious dons, nigga we armed, trust me bruh
They yellin' Chef,
ha ha ha
I'm the one your girl fallin for I'm sorry
Bro I'm sorry
I'm the kid I'm the babe I'm the party
Sorry shawty
Yeah yo vibes stank homie
Your
to jump
And her mind said I had to (hey)
One, two, three, I'm inspired by your energy (hey)
Four, five, six, feel your spirit on my finger tips (hey)
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