Lyrics:
gone call not to many options going once going twice deal like and auction and only thing you have is this fake cop friend
Yeah I pray I pray that I’m
as I figure
Step up with that bullshit, I'm a greet you with this trigger
Blasting on you hoes and let you know how it feels
Bucking with the 5th ward
rap, but I feel it when I strut
I'm a psych ward resident yes I really get my nuts
Yeah I really get my nuts
Fee fi fo fum
Going dumb with the hits I
away, I'm going away
It's nothing but peace
When you're gone away
It's nothing but joy
When you are gone away
Let me tell you
You'd better go this way,
legs give out
[Chorus]
I was 21 looking like I’m 22
I was 23 looking like I’m 25
Now I’m 24 looking like I’m 32
Got me thinking
What’s going on?
When
Got membership like Costco
Pull the seat at the table
We gone eat, this no fable
We don't need no label
Going live like it's cable
Almost got
Keep Going!
If your planet just blew up Keep Going!
If your armpits start to smell Keep Going!
If your world has gone to hell Keep Going!
The big bang
you gone try us, we going for the kill
4th Ward, LND nigga
Money Over Entertainment
Stand the fuck up
every time I'm gone
So when they call my number, I don't never pick up
I don't owe you shit, bitch, leave me alone
I'm going big, suck my dick
I'm
Going psychotic I feel like a psycho[00:12.78]Flow got a sound it sound like a cyclone[00:14.21]Crush anybody that look like cowards[00:15.67]Imma
gone
And shit my legacy gone uphold for some centuries
Shit I'm only 21 I'm just thankful for all the memories
In 1999
Shit i was born a king
It's 2020
I'm going insane
Losing my feelings I can't feel my face so
Be careful around me cuz nobodies safe
Stuck having these suicidal thoughts
Stuck having
Thing about the past is at all died
Thing about the future you can re write
Now I'm out I Got the high life
Again
I'm going to Black tied events
My life
Back on the bench, making plans
Watching the day end hand in hand
I always had to be home by eight
My dad would kill me if I was late
I'll be going
MR. SATELLITE TAKE FLIGHT!
Hold up!
Where you going?
Dressed like that
Imma need you to do a spin around for me real quick
GAAAAWWWWWWWDDDD
Baby
smile
Captain Jack will get you high tonight
And take you to your special island
Captain Jack will get you by tonight
Just a little push, and you'll
dollar a month tax free Century 21
shop
And then I am going to put my Mrs. Butterworth syrup jars on the shelf
Next to all the commemorative fast food
Tell them niggas we double up Like we was not into the back before
We shoulda been in the back ward I said 8 little bros since the last war
Try
If Pirus and Crips (Pirus) all got along
They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song (Crips)
Seem like the whole city go against me
Every
Money going flow relentless
Aye
Get in gone regardless
Long as a dollar ain’t missing
Bitch Ima kill Ima slaughter hoes
I was made for this
Chew em up
smile
Captain Jack will get you high tonight
And take you to your special island
Captain Jack will get you by tonight
Just a little push, and you'll
going crazy
After wards myself and one of them gorgeous ladies(yea man)
There is no need to be acting shady
Come on baby, hey hey baby
When you rock
shooting and laughing
My ratchet blast on top of you bastards
Committing sins in Cincinnati
We'll drive by in all black caddy's
A 21 gun salute
Your
8:46 i look thru the list
Of children of god police couldn't co exist w
I'm on my Medgar (Evers) & Malcolm (x) shit
Scribe by my lonely uptown in
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