Lyrics:
watching me
Laughing by myself cause them bitches yeah they doubted me
Now I'm on the road, nigga living my live lavishly
I'm plugging through my city
JBeezy
He creepin' creature, man
Four doors on me, make it look easy
With that heat, he leave your brain
Ass, see me down bad, but that lil' storm
I
of why we live on the land
Oh how I remember I'll never forget
A time long ago A time that feels so long ago
Better get home grandma
You left your shower
to ah Cobra
They can't Restrict this lil boa
King to the Thrown
I got a name they don't know of
Black Lives Matter (Mr.Officer why you stop me
Black
(5) Only strong will survive
(4) Cause we live by the sword
(3) Plus sixty degrees
(2) For the black and the blue
(1) For the sun.. step into
Get ready (get ready),
Back by popular demand (he's back)
Snoop Dogg! (yo)
(One, two, check up)
One, two, check up
Yeah one, two check up
you ain't scaring nobody with them pistols
Nigga we having em' too
I might just hit up my lil Asian bitch with the friend
Knocking em down by the two
casket
I'm a boss, nigga
Four cars trailin' me in traffic
Them niggas sprayed the wrong car
They thought they had me
I had to pop my lil' bitch
She tried
And I ain't leavin' the house
Without that in my hand
And it ain't only the cops
It's niggas on your block
That talk like a lil' bitch and
Act like they
the animals out
Break bread nigga
You niggaz settin' up to get me better come wit that four
This 20 got magazines and I ain't talkin' The Source
Mr. Pain'll
out of my business
'Posed to be in Mrs manning
But I skipped to Mrs gilbert
Hold up, let me play calling
Let me sneak out the building
Say, go to car,
To yall, y'all some gangsters, to us y'all some bitches
I'm not from Beverly I'm not from Malibu
Where I come from bitch they call it the trenches
Don't be
real gangster shit now
I quit that sad shit, I ain't trippin', they don't fuck with me then fuck 'em
You don't want YoungBoy, baby? Come, I know you
on no Twitter, I be go on a niggas
I'ma make you be a gangster, bring the ho out niggas
I'm bumpin' Slaughter Gang, 21, back when I was 21
Drive-bys
pikin don die
Dem dey cry dey ask baba e God why
Na Mr So so and so so come
English finishing start to dey form
Him as I'm no suppose come at all
People
much that I can't even wipe the tears away
Quiet
That's how it be when you come up around gangsters (Quiet)
Stylist be the same color my chain is
hard? Why they put
Wayne head all on my shirt?
I'm riding on 26 plus 4's, free Lil' Turk
He just caught 30
That shit'll make me go berserk
Punchline, I
remember.... I did number four or five the other week and I... you know, it
was the other week, wasn't it? It's too f.... I was in here for a couple of days
the bitches smilin'
A little diamond
Keep the pussy for a little while and
I'll be gone
Mr. tony street tycoon
Lounging, 4 rottweilers, 5 bedrooms (hey)
lil' nigga, I mean it
I done got off the floor, who got shot? I don't know
Headshots up close, lil' nigga, I seent it
Gun got dirty, lil' nigga, I
hour roll by until Sho gets a call from a guy says wants to buy some dope
"Meet me at the store at half past four"
He put down the phone tells Kelly hit
to face the fact that love don't live here, they knife to my throat
I used to call you my lil' bro, you went and broke the code
Guess I'm just a flower in
a lil bit more than that underground shit
Had that army fatigue, the Chuckers
I signed a nigga by the name of Big Pun
That nigga went double plat
the place to trip on good times
I'm surrounded by C's D's and double D's
some down ass women that freak me down to they knees
[Mr. Sancho]
as we walked up in
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