Lyrics:
is sprayed
I'm out here, fuck it, like I live on Targhee
And Rico, keep a low cut like laundry
I don't give a fuck, y'all made me bitter
I'mma whip
they miss when hip-hop was rappin'
Motherfucker, if you did, then Killer Mike'd be platinum
Y'all priorities fucked up, put energy in wrong shit
these projects, you know
They hate that I'm talking
They want it, my spot and they jocking
Just stop it, you not it, you know
Hunter D locked in, y'all
Bet they do the drive-by on
A bike with a slingshot
Y'all basic, lookin' like you need bathing
Call me cause my grandmama got
Room in the basement
You
to this shit right here
And to all y'all jealous ass MC's right now
Fuck all y'all
'Cause we 'bout to hit you with the heat
For the '98, you know what
triggas, fuck up all y'all niggas
Cause I'm so fuckin T-R-U, representin I thought you knew
Cause killas killas killas
That's all I be around, nigga fuckin
my nigga I'm nice
Came in with two bitches right by side (yuh)
Came in with two bitches right by my side
All y'all niggas pussy talking shit
upset
Nigga's upset
See a young nigga live it
Nigga's upset
Why you mad?
Y'all be fucking up my thinking process
I be feeling so damn high
Y'all be
to war with us, wit you knowin' we all strapped
Fuck it, pop it, don't stop it, 'cause I drop, by no means, look
Bitches dyin' like a dope fiend, while
and sometime I'm in all black,
Y'all want to go to war with us, wit you knowin' we all strapped!!!
Fuck it, pop it, don't stop it, 'cause I drop, by no means,
and sometime I'm in all black,
Y'all want to go to war with us, wit you knowin' we all strapped!!!
Fuck it, pop it, don't stop it, 'cause I drop, by no means,
looked up on the right side of his shirt and found a little hole
So as we continue to radically blaze the fifth
Flame the iron, not giving a fuck, y'all
pulled up on you you didn't know you had no clue
I ain't met a bitch that's trill since 2002
Yall ain't learned that all that talking it don't mean nothing
with your bitch, then I passed out (Ooh, yeah)
Smoking with my clique, then I passed out (Ugh)
Walking on the plane; gave us pat-downs (Ay, yeah)
Y'all
Nigga holla at your boy
See I think y'all see the similarities now
Me and Nicki we both like money
We both run the streets, and our haters
Oh
Stackin' me some grip, playa can ya dig?
Project Pat a nigga that's down for his crown man
If your ass step I'ma be downtown man
4th floor bound man that's
Definitely did take a long time
2020 been a sad year
Wasn't gon' even do this
But I think that y'all needed me after everything that been goin'
God is Grace God is Good
Now i thank u for our food
Bow our heads
We'll all be fed
Thank u for dis daily bread
God i know u forgave me for Everything
the fuckin Billboard nigga!
Shit! Niggaz wanna sleep on Crack
Niggaz wanna front onCrack, I said, "Fuck y'all niggaz, I'm goin independent man!"
Make it
like both of y'all
Can I fuck both of y'all?
Can I fuck both of y'all?
Can I fuck both of y'all?
Can I fuck both of y'all?
Can I fuck both of y'all?
Can
were we lack
Running round chasing a bag
Listen to Victory Lap
Im dripping sauce when I'm talking
Do this for y'all cause I know
That y'all watching
I'm
don't need cologne
Did it on my own
Do it by my own
I don't fuck with no soul (Neyko)
If you ain't cold don't call yourself blizzard (BlizzThaGod)
Y'all
get Ta-hoes
Haters all in my face, can't see, blindfold
? on my feet, blew right by folks
Stuntin' on sucker niggas is what
I was designed for
Dead
I don't break no ghetto laws
I don't put pressure, mane, on others to ease pain
Or brothers put all in chains, help mothers to go insane
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