Lyrics:
go all out for me, though
Sucked all the pain up, let's fuck the game up
Plenty niggas on the block pushin' that rock, it's the Carter's son
You
Make bitch scream like, gimme some more
If a nigga broke, what'd you fuck him for?
Waste of time
It's like we playette minds
don't stop, get it
fuck it, I ain't fuckin' with that shit
All my partners out there know what time it is
Fire up that dank, you know what I'm sayin''
Y'all be fucked,
a interlude
We was on the quest young like it was an interview, yeah (ah)
This the last time I'ma look like a fool to you
Say this ain't no juvenile thing
back
I ain’t dumb, but if I fuck that money off, I make it back
And I don’t bounce ‘cause I ain’t pussy, but for sure I shake it back
But tell me why
it upon myself and played da card I wuz delt
Thought about my self
Fuck everyone else
And they said fuck me too
But it was cool like that
See my
Taj Money
I'm a 38 baby
Fuck
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Taj on the beat
I grew up 'round it, so you know I'm 'bout it (know I'm 'bout it)
I came
this gut, what the fuck
I wish moms would hurry up so I could get buck
While, Juvenile rippin' mics and shit
New York, New York ready for the likes
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
up a fat nest egg
I say fuck you, it's easy, say it again FUCK YOU
Love love to rock bottom beats for the flicks
To hibernate and syncopate but
Fuck da world
Yeah you know me
Timsee
Timsee
Timsee
Timsee
Yeah you know me,
Uhn, yeah, yeah
I'm a go get it i'm a go get it
I'm a go get it cause
I
for da times I was chased round da road signs
Three times for da peace sign
Four times for the fo fo tucked by da do side
Five times, and I'm still live
care about no bitch
Only my nigga the one I
Want to tell me different came up
Gotta' thank the lord that I'm rich
Took me for the same but I
Spend it by
some weed, hoes, and alcohol
Hey, don't forget it when I'm wreckin' it
Etiquette for the hell of it
Smellin' it when the L is lit
I'm flyer than
from the streets
Of the Ill-a-delphiadaic insane
For monetary gain, niggas is slain on the train
It's homicide
For wealth stealth missions for crack
ain't never ran from it
Since I came out, they know I never gave a fuck what they say
Catch that lil' boy who been dissin', shoot the bitch in his face
behind
Its time like these i wished I dropped you a line
But I know its too late
You probably resting your eyes
Turning up the music for rest
a fuck
For anything they'll have ya in central lock up
On Tuesdays and Thursdays
(Talking)
Manny Fresh: Whoa, now there u have it. Tuesdays and Thursdays
ya'll
Just trying to ball on a budget 'fore I fall, but for the record
Truth is, I ain't got no friends, only associates
And will keep it real no matter
ya'll
Just trying to ball on a budget 'fore I fall, but for the record
Truth is, I ain't got no friends, only associates
And will keep it real no matter
to chuckle
Buckle the architecture until it fell through
Kill the survivors then raise the dead for shock value
By the time the pending settlements fully
the TEC, it's repeatedly spittin'
Fuck the police, I'ma walk with that glizzy
Said they want beef and you know that I'm with it
If we want to kill him you
for G-note (brrt, I made him do it)
I need to slow down on them thirties (hey)
'Cause I'm keep throwin' up (I'm throwin' up)
I threw back two of them
exchange when we fuck them hoes
Let the punks know
Guess it's this felonies hobby
That got me here thinking robbery
Day to day all year long
Teflon protects
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