Lyrics:
find
Found this girl and we've been calling day n' night
I'm freaking out I'm out of line
Hey I'm tryna do my thing yeah
And I want you on this beat yeah
Spin around quick and Tap his Skull
Violent men are drinking blood
Drive by Quick and pray to God
I cried Last night but im acting tuff
5 strong men
Tried to tell her she keep fucking with these squares
You know I've been going in all year
Don't know these niggas get that boy from out of here
I
nigga hopped off the porch, I was thirteen
Woodside by the Henny, fool with the Roxy
Stick made him head bang, night at the Roxy
And I look down
Valentino shoes I like
My young amigo he's been shooting pipes
Smoking weed and all night
No owner wants to see me twice
Wife's said I ain't moving right
Plus
S T, S-N, R-M, we are the GOAT's
In that T-House all night and all day
I feel like Berna with this yay
I started with an eighth
Thirty-five for
I got 50 guys but a couple of G's
Sometimes I think is it worth the squeeze
Man I can’t get by on the music streams
I work night and day to achieve my
gotta get money man, it I'm broke I can't sleep, I'm in the streets all night I'm trying to stack my cheese, go girly you ain't got no do then it's time
a beep downstairs from Y.Z.O
Knowledge in his head, beats pump the red Geo
Tracker, and in it, we get much blacker
Ride around town running down
velvet sometimes, sometimes just pretzels and beer,
but I'm here.
I've run the gamut, A to Z
three cheers and, dammit, c'est la vie.
I got through all
niggas straight into a heart attack
Life is like a relapse
Can you see that?
My name is Jamie Madrox, represented by the bat
Dark night, dark skies
army
I went, from a joint to a nickle to a dime
then a half to a Z now its P's all the time
most of my crew was high in high school
and failed, but got
a poster I should sign
On your boyish face glowed a shine
Now almost fifty years gone by
Your long mane turned into a short hairstyle
You know all my
I'm okay (I kinda got it)
On my mind all night and every day (I kinda got it)
Wanna hit this pen so we get baked? (I kinda got it)
Never let this
him
I'm feeling vacated by destiny
Wish I was in the wind like him
He took me to the Kappa for the first time
Plus the car show
Late night ripping up
the light
So every night I praying to God, I'm beggin he make me right
True 'nuff, we gotta be our own man dying ain't part of my plan
I've been broke all
gangster having an oh w having fun by the night ain't done
It's time for the hit and run
But you best believe I'm Brown and proud (Brown and proud)
It's
hate when the Jakes jump out by surprise then scream out
"You're under arrest" (mhm-mhm)
Cute ones on fleak, no weave, I'm impressed
My lifestyle Gd
You're about to hear a tale of an indestructible man, he's dead and hes PISSED.
He's roamin' the streets at night lookin' for ways to DIE.
Should
bag up cristal white at night pistols might lift you like heat seeking missles streets tempt you police stop to get you 'cause niggas you ran wit got
You take from Z to A in the best way
But when you hold my hand, you hold your tongue
You're a contact high, gone flyin' by
Barely got the chance to try
Relationship be like job
And I no get CV at all
And you know Vado, omo tan
Omo wo Gucci, Louis Vuitton
But the Lamba now turn by turn
You have to wait till
things
We rock em Fake even
Now travel
Back to 80s Imma shoot you music
Unravel all these conspiracies to stop our evolution
Using theme songs parading
a bangin' donk on it!
Yeah, yeah, yeah that's sick.
That is sick!
I can definitely drop to that one,
All we need now is like a hook line.
You know
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