Lyrics:
The boat stopped moving. And we were stuck out on the sea.
There was no land in sight, and it started getting dark.
And we were surrounded by hundreds
Long live lil A man tmg
SLDM thats all I know all I know
Long live lil A man miss you my boy
SLDM thats all I know all I know
One hundred what I say
Madman drive by ina uber
Ina bway brain bullet dive like scuber
Guns dem rav like school buss
Champion shooters lef bway body full ah holes
Madman
yeah we meet by the bay
Step to my face you have nothing to say
When it hit nighttime we turn up like day
Loan time is over we getting our pay
I take
Puffin' on a zip a day, Just to take the pain away
I'm here to let my brain escape by laying lyrics on the page
Takin' six blunts to the face.Think I might
Finessin', finessin' (Straight up)
I can't go one day without finessin' (La Flame)
Finessin', finessin' (Bando)
I came up a hundred bands a week straight up
always prepared
Got sons you don't know about, ones you don't know about
Buns by the tons, mad guns and we going out
What!!
[swizz beatz]
It ain't over,
a well bow tis doe waaaaaaay!
Submitted by Zodiac
NIGHT GOAT:
She wants my way to feel
And I cut my teeth
It's more nine hundred miles
Oh,
twenty-five words
And uh, I couldn't do it, I wrote out five pages
And uh, I have it here
It's uh, have it by accident, actually, ha
But-but I, I-I'd like
I tell em, I say
One yourself when 2 niggas run up with 3 gats
A four, five, six shots
Seven like eight claps
Da nine milli throw ten shots
Where ya
The younger me would probably think I was soft
But I look back at them days and I know I was lost, uh
Living life without a care in the world
So, how could I
the blues, blues, blues (Blue Hundreds)
Home girl countin' on the flow, (Hold Up)
Partna wit the drako by the door, (Hold Up)
Main bitch bangin' on my line,
1998,
We need authorization to land.
Major, major? Landing co-ordinations.
We are now ten seconds from touchdown.
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.
that rental back
Couple hundred, tint it black
Tryna make a mil in it
I'ma let 'em shuffle when I cut it
Got to deal with it when I got it
Put my homies
fast
Stack a hundred bills in your right hand
Right there by the couch bag of rubber bands
Gotta get 5, double stacked that's a hundred grand
Rose
Imagine this breeze coming from the ceiling fast
Stack a hundred bills in your right hand
Right there by the couch bag of rubber bands
Gotta get 5
an right
lanes,
different day same shit, I ain't playin bitch,
niggaz still got a rusty four-five wit the same clip, an see,
you can get wit
schemin; tryin; to get over n****z like left an right lanes,
different day same s***, I ain't playin' b****,
n****z still got a rusty four-five wit
I’m the hardest i jus had to reel em in
Counting 20s 5s 10s 50s and 100s
dirty yunny That’s a lot of rubber bands
I’m self made nigga can’t get
dollars then they coming fast
Even if he get 100 thousand they be quick to brag
Need Louie V not a leach i keep designer on my ass
Imma go hard in my Goyard
watch me work (turn up)
Talk about it I did it (did it)
Day and night I'm gone get it (yea)
Yup, gotta 100 dollar bill
Break it in a 20, couple
Five hundred for the Jays (you see it, ay)
I get money out the ass (you see it)
I thought I'd never see the day (you see it, ay)
They put a price on my
better dead it
Po wock by the dub when i’m fighting depression
Cause bills kinda late and my mama been stressing
My choppa gone flash like a camera
Them
schemin; tryin; to get over n****z like left an right lanes,
different day same s***, I ain't playin' b****,
n****z still got a rusty four-five wit
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