Lyrics:
generation, confederation see through lies
Treaties of BB bread me bean bc beegee of fiji water, fuck you coming from?
Dickhead man, you fuckin up, militant
' through withdraws
And I can't afford to lose
Plasma my TV screen
Hope I go out like BB King
The front row, they cheer for God
I'm sold out
When they see dem blues they gone move like rodents, yeah
Handouts keep em goin
Tryna get back
Tryna get past
I'm just tryna get bigger, yeah
Gotta slow
You got one life, you gotta live it slow, You're the main character, it's your show
Ridin' down the coast with the top down
King of my city, I wear
you down just to prove it
Three layers deep, still keep my dreams lucid
Third eye blind till I ate a few shroomies
Then by the third time I was trippin
You on your way for sho
Im tryna do something legal and I been praying mo (Yea yea)
Southside nigga yea ya know its goin down
King of this shit might
me, bitches in the head beatin 'em (So)
Niggas wanna ride by the crib all slow (Oh)
We clap motherfucker, want a real rap show?
Fiends are rushin
hate me, bitches in the head beatin' 'em (So)
Niggas want to ride by the crib all slow (Oh)
We clap motherfucker, want a real rap show?
Fiends are
Drive slow homey
Drive slow homey
Ya never know homey might meet some hoes homey
Ya need to pump your brakes and drive slow homey
My homey Mali
Money got your tongue tied
It's a slow ride up till you're goin' down
Funny how your friends lie
It's a landslide when you wear the crown
(Give it
brick (fool)
You get good pussy once and then start cuffin' it (fool)
I still been in my bag, I'm just on other shit (on other shit)
New gold BBS, look
on a nigga, king like BB on you niggas, yeah
Ride with Champagne P
If it wasn't for the struggle then I wouldn't be me
Call me Deuce or Dos, anything but
[Intro: Dig Dast (Jamel Simmons) {Gold D}]
Yo my nigga Jamel Simmons what the deal nigga?
(Gold D, Dig Dast what's goin down, what's goin down
on
Actually I get hummed on
Hoes tongues be on my dong dong
??? long, head at night, head in the morn
Lunatic, five strong, king kong's are writin' songs
ignore all the groanin')
(No you haters never slow me)
(Y-y-y-yeah I know just where I'm going)
Where I'm goin (No-oh)
(Always forward never slowin')
now you're on it!
I'm on it?
Oh, oh smoke that roast, bitch...
Okay...
Whoah, whoah, whoah, whoah, slow down, not so fast!
Oh, okay
I got shit I
Where you wanna go, where you never gonna go
Slow down, anything less than going
Where there's gonna be a throw down, show down, show down
Where you
Jeezy, I know you ain't gon' let this shit go down like this, nigga
I'm hearin' these niggas in the club, niggas soundin' like you, nigga
Bitin'
Jeezy, I know you ain't gon' let this shit go down like this, nigga
I'm hearin' these niggas in the club, niggas soundin' like you, nigga
Bitin'
foul (Foul)
But we got the four so we back 'em down (Down)
We goin' take over this shit is no doubt (Doubt)
Then they goin' do what we allow (Allow)
drive a man insane
Time passes slow down on Mulberry Row
where sorrow never ends
off in the night to the north pass for white
never to be heard from
hate me, b****es in the head beatin 'em (So)
N****s wanna ride by the crib all slow (Oh)
We clap motherf***er, want a real rap show?
Fiends are
goin' down (that's how ya feel)
Sittin' twenty-four inches off the ground (that's how ya feel)
A young nigga sellin' fruity by the pound (that's how ya
they won't have to drop another album
B.b. King saw the king in me, so why can't you?
In order to come up close, you'll have to dig up Cash and Elvis,
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