Lyrics:
Wusup! to my nigga Kel, Third Ward is the motherfuckin' house
Mac Melph Calio, R.I.P. Pimp Daddy, Kilo ya with me, wusup Bryce hahahaha
Pop 'Em
I'm just tryna learn ya something
Na-naaaaaa-naaaaa
(I feel like sadness and madness are punishments we give to ourselves)
Introvert, I never spoke
want success
But you still ain’t sure
Nigga
Stop gassin ya self
Askin fa wealth
Gotta go n get it
Start askin ya self
Stop fakin nigga masking ya self
all about a mad man
Aye
Tell the story
Can somebody find me
I been in the dark, I can’t see nobody standing by me
Hear ya breathing, but I see nobodies
seems the devil done stole my soul
I'm out for delfia, selfia, P's not helpin' ya
I'm tryna get this Lexus up, and plus a cellular
Yo Big Noyd! (What
God I can't let my mind be trapped by enemies my own
Gots to find my inner wealth
Gots a hold of my thoughts
I can't get caught (no, no, no)
I
God I can't let my mind be trapped by enemies my own
Gots to find my inner wealth
Gots a hold of my thoughts
I can't get caught (no, no, no)
I
the C.O.D.E for success
Count On Doing Everything, for yourself
Never let another man ahold of ya wealth,
And find you a chic that can care for ya healh,
[Verse 1]
I’ve been moonwalking on eggshells, placing my hand on the third rail, I guess I was slippin/ I fell into a hole I had to find my way out
told ya
[Snoop Dogg/(Lil' Italy)]
Where my soldiers at
(We ain't hard to find)
Where my soldiers at
(Messin with them K's and them nines)
Where my
Tonight
When e burst say na who you go run to-night
Ya yaahh, Music Doc
I've been on the road like daily ya
I still dey find who go pay me
From J-town Abj
Tonight
When e burst say na who you go run to-night
Ya yaahh, Music Doc
I've been on the road like daily ya
I still dey find who go pay me
From J-town Abj
where's your ambition
Find ya passion get out that nigga kitchen
No more dishes we want wishes
Call it intuition but I know my decisions right
Ain't happen
spotting
I wanna
I wanna know what it feel like
To breathe from my lungs
Fuck they opinions
You still be a nigga regardless
Don't hinder ya spunk
Hide ya
myself I'm doing it all alone
While y'all copy cat clones
N****s watching too much face y'all need to get back
Before they find ya body covered in gift
you catch a F
To the A-be, its in the maybe
Rollin with my baby
Gripping on a toy that you won't find in "KB"
I rhyme slick on ya
I'm a have to put
'til infinity
I'm my number 1 fan give a fuck if you feelin' me
Let ya stop my shine nah never is you shittin' me?
Wealth for my friends and L's for my
a second just to think to myself
Shouldn't happiness be used to define my health?
I'm confused, why success only measured by wealth?
Was not a single soul
health cos I love you like my self
Life shorted than a elf
Take care of yourself attention is ya currency
Your paying all your wealth
To entertain
know ya
Plenty things I wanna show ya
Beautiful face attraction
Fe you, me fit get a mansion
100% Temptation
Say na you fit get attention
Na only you
that's a debate.. we're
Were
Warped by the media
Cant seem to see it yet
Coz it's busy feeding ya
Planting them seeds in ya mind
Ads ya dint try n find
the land
Budget for truck
Ghetto na blood
Fire di burn, who be ya Boss?
No chuck neck if u nogo involve
Mon ah hustle by power by law
Bullet di spray, body
Promised to homies I'd make it by now
No girlfriend since high school, feel naked right now
Gave love to my music, no chick, to confuse it
Thought
you catch a F
To the A-be, its in the maybe
Rollin with my baby
Gripping on a toy that you won't find in "KB"
I rhyme slick on ya
I'm a have to put
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