Lyrics:
So finally asked [scratch] when I can get my dick sucked
You know Casey Anthony, was handling
Dropping her kids off so she could come out and dance
(Juvenile)
Do you know what this ballin is, I'm talking bout marble floors
Tricks in private jets, hoes behind Rover doors
You talked about me bad
She said she trained to be a dancer
But she had a proper job by day
Charlie Chaplin knew her father
Before he passed away
Asked could I help
again it gets pretty rough,
But when I have you in my arms baby,
You know I just can't, I just can't get enough.
Oh, Yeah
Everybody's gotta live,
by
I don't know why but everybody gotta die some time
Who the wisest?
Now tell me who you scrutinizing?
My words are brutalizing, so I don't have
nothing can be wrong with that
But everybody wants it, everybody needs it
Everybody knows cause everybody sees it
cnd if you're like me, you're doing fine
Try to sell the blind on vision but they'll never see it
If I ever bite my tongue I spit out blood while speaking
The person closest to me, why'd I cut
know how to search for it
Everybody wannabe a rapper
Everybody wannabe rich, but who is the blame
Why hip hop is never the same and never will change
We
of many in the shelf
But it somehow made it out, almost writing itself
Oh, I do not know, can anybody show me how
Oh, nobody knows, what everybody else is
gone
Affleck, Casey
In the 2020's there is no safety
Tornado coming might be safer in the basement
No discounts nigga everybody paying
All dismounts,
hold myself to standards that you see impossible
But I know that this will pay off for me, pay my family too
I got too much
I got too much
I got too
Oh baby, do you understand
Every guy and girl in here is acting like a fan
I know by the way that you are looking at me
Just a little touch, and oh
let's have a man-2-man
I know you all about it
Trust me I understand
But chill
Sit down, let's have a man-2-man
Before you get at them niggas ever again
I
When you see me on the street, nigga don't say shit
Blowin' big on the sweep, nigga don't say shit
Everybody want the ice and everybody want to ball
But
(I make big money I drive big cars everybody know me
I make big money I drive big cars everybody know m
I make big money I drive big cars everybody
But I'm a fool untamed by the children in this game
Tre, go grab them things, we gon' get paid, man
Joe Casey know a nigga wan' buy some things
I
to forgive all of those who hurt me
Lost my mind trying to find myself
But It's like the more I fall apart trying to keep it together
Casey give me the blues
of shit was never given to me
That shits a fallacy told by the enemy
Trying to get ahead of me
They dead to me, everybody dead to me
Everybody know that
available on my toy box
But no sleepin' on me, dig deeper than reachin' shorties
Scheme for giant green, getting cream sweeter than bein' corny
Know
a sucker could ever spend
But I wouldn't give a sucker or a bum from the Rucker
Not a dime 'til I made it again, everybody go
Hotel, motel, whatcha gonna
the night has gone by (by)
But still I find the time to put that bump off in your eye
Total chaos, for these playas, thought we was absent
We takin'
that I can find my friends
I smile but then I crack my lips
Yeah I know I'm not sober
But I'll call you when the party's over
Yeah I know I'm not sober
Jody Breeze, (Breeze) Boyz n da hood everybody know me.
[Verse 2:]
Yeah I'm Gorilla Zoe, mr missed to stack the door
right der by the corner store,
almost lost the soul and got norm
'Cause everybody's talkin' 'bout, high profilin'
But it ain't hip-hop to me (why why why)
'Cause everybody's talkin'
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